Every morning, Shrek wakes up and trudges towards his office. It ain't glamorous being the Head Ogre of an ogreempire. He's got piles of paperwork to tackle, meetings with demanding fairies, and the constant threat of pests.
To top it all off, he's gotta wrestle the monotony. Sometimes he dreams of
Well, it all started when I was just a regular ogre living 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
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 for minimum wage. Shrek's wishing of retirement, but with mandatory overtime and zero benefits, i