Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was wh...
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"shrek, what are you doing?" speak asked walking into the dressing room of the game show's set.
"i'M wRiTing iN my DiaRY mOm U woldNT GET IT!!"
"oh no," dilly whispered from behind speaker taking a few paces back, it's too late..."
"ugh." shrek grunted. "dear diary, mood- apathetic, my moms won't leave me only and are always all up in my pussy boi, i just want to wear eyeliner and band mercy and cry myself to sleep. ugh" he said as he wrote furiously in his journal.
"um no it's a diary you stupid narrator." shrek chimed in.
shrek gasped and a red tailored coat and top hat appeared randomly. the two girls ran away in horror.
