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Shrekington looked longily at the ogress's tear, not her face, and I like chocolate cookies. For for days we were stationed in Austria, with mortars and artillery everywhere, nobody knew why I had cheated at monopoly, but young billy was always my favorite grandson and- Dad stop, *sound of old man being whisked away* Sorry my dads really old and he wanders in and starts narrating sometimes, anyway where was I. Shrekington knew that a fair ogress like that would not mind his crappy spelling as long as he was as a beast at shrex, and that's an exapmle of getting past censors kids. SHREK da***t I spelled examle wrong, even though it's implied I'm speaking this, ugh, just deal with it. Shrekington awaited her choice.