by the time they had got to shrek's swamp, martin had already devised his master plan.
"this is my swamp!" boomed shrek. he rose from his mud swamp, dripping with the oozy brown goo.
"can i help you?" he asked.
"we would like to pass through here, to ghandi's mountain." said anus bleeder.
"and who might you be?" asked shrek pointing at falcon lord.
"we have unfinished business." falcon lord lunged at shrek slapping his buttocks. shrek screamed rearing in pain and slammed falcon lord down, pinning him to the ground. this was his swamp. and he stated that.
"this is my swamp!" He roared.
"wait." anus bleeder knew what to do.
he took out his casio ctk3200 and began to play 'never gonna give you up'. a tear formed at the base of his eye.
"hall pass?" shrek asked.
they handed over their plane tickets to dang dong China and said "may we plez go now?"
"yes," shrek stared at the tickets. as they walked away from their swamp they heard faintly- "donkey, get yo ass over here (GET IT), we going to sushi-land!"
"oh shrek, you know I've always wanted to go there. you know one time my great uncles brother bought a shop there, and then he married this-"
"don't say another word donkey."
anus bleeder was emotional- his only hope of sushi was gone.
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the hitchhikers guide to DARUDE SANDSTORM (based on a true story)
Non-Fictionlik dis if u cry evertim