Every morning, Shrek wakes up and trudges to his office. It ain't glamorous being the Big Boss of an ogrebusiness. He's got tons of paperwork to tackle, meetings with demanding officials, and the constant threat of Fiona interrupting. To top it all off, he's gotta fight off the monotony. Sometimes he dreams of just relaxing in his swamp with a goo
Well, it all started when I was just an average ogre hanging out in my swamp. I never thought I'd end up with/at/holding a full-time job, let alone one that involves/involving/requiring talking animals. But here I am, proving that even an ogre like me can find success. Honestly/Believe it or not/You won't believe this, it all boils down to one thin
This ain't no fairy tale, folks. Shrek's stuck in a soul-crushing job at the swamp corp. His boss, Lord Farquaad, is a tyrannical ogre who demands he rake leaves, churn potions, and do backbreaking work during minimum wage. Shrek's dreaming of vacation, but with mandatory overtime and zero time off, it seems like a lifetime away. His tried to qui