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"Shrek! Shrek! You gotta help me!" came the high-pitched, motor-mouthed braying of .

Shrek’s ears twitched. His peaceful, stinky sanctuary was being turned into a theme park. He looked out past his fence and saw it: a bright, sparkly sign that definitely didn't belong in a bog. Behind it, a crowd of villagers from were already lining up, holding "I Love Shrek" foam fingers. shreak

stepped out from the kitchen, wiping her hands on an apron. "It’s a bit much, isn’t it? I just tried to pick some nightshade and a little girl asked me for a selfie." "Shrek