"Gosh fockin' darn it!" Shrek said to himself. "She should be here by now" At that moment he got a phone notification from Fiona saying she has to stay another week at the Shronkey. "Aw." His balls sagged with disappointment. "I want burger." He says as he starts power-walking in the direction of the Krusty Krap, a neutral smile emphasising the large, humid hollow space in his skull.
He arrives and takes a seat at the table next to a window he could look sad gazing out of, Squidward in a kawaii maid outfit approaches to take his order.
"Hello, welcome to the Krusty Krap, what would you like, Senpai?" Queried Squidward
"Gimme a burger that 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 commin' 'ome by two fockin' weeks, ye wee scrub."
"A 'please' would be nice." Squidward walked off with the information.
A couple of minutes of Shrek staring through the window, looking sad and grumpier than Fiona's ▇▇▇▇▇ after her 28th child, a big, buff, broad, yellow figure emerged from the chef cave with an ugly burger and walked sexily in slow motion towards Shreks table with Chad music playing in the background. he arrives,
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!