Shrek wasn't one for the rat race. Sure, his swamp was lonely, but at least it gave him freedom from pink stuffy meetings. But when a ruthless corporation threatened to consume his beloved mud, Shrek knew he had to forge

Man, this schlep really wastes. I'm so busted I could just curl up. All I wanna do is drink some soda and stare at the ceiling for eternity. But first, gotta post a few Lord Farquaad memes to defeat sorr