"Whot the fock is 'zis 'zen?" Shrek shrecked, processing the ugliness of the burger.
"Nasty patty, bitch. Like you ordered."
"I di'n't order 'dis shet, i ordered a burger 'dat is good for shettin' alone while thinkin' bout me wife who's been on a two month mission at the Shronkey and delayed 'er day comin' 'ome by two fockin' weeks, ye wee scrub, Donkey could'a shite a be'er lookin' one 'dan 'dat!"
"Listen, I'on' get paid enough for 'dis shit. Either you eat the fuckin' burger or you can suck ma dick."
Shrek gets up and starts yelling,
"MAYBE I SHOULD SUCK YAR DECK. FIONA'S PRO'ABLY CHEA'IN' ON ME ANYWAY. IT WOULD PRO'ABLY TASTE BE'ER ANYWAY."
If you are looking for something to read and you lose friends from how childish your humor is, you've come to the right place! if not, you might be filled with grief from finding out this novel exists but life could be worse! milk could have pulp!
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