Imagine your man, now imagine Shrek, now imagine your man again, now imagine Shrek. Sadly, he isn’t Shrek, but if he stopped using parfait scented body wash and switched to Ogre Spice, he could smell like he’s Shrek. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re on a dragon with the Ogre your man…
And here we can see the Blogger in her natural habitat.
The blogger is a shy, docile creature…
… that prefers the darkness…
… and tends to be wary of the outside world.
The Blogger rarely sleeps, and when it does, it does so in seemingly random places.
We have attempted to understand the dietary habits of the Blogger…
… but to no avail.
I am so glad this is back
"MAN THIS STORY I’M WRITING IS GONNA BE SO GOOD I’M SO PUMPED"
"I CAN’T WAIT TO DEVELOP THE SHIT OUT OF THESE CHARACTERS"
"HOT DAMN THAT ONE SCENE NEAR THE MIDDLE IS GONNA BE BITCHIN’"
"THIS PLOT TWIST IS THE SINGLE BEST IDEA I’VE EVER HAD IN MY LIFE"
~one hour later~
This HR dept doesn’t negotiate with Terrorists.
The ending is worth clicking for.