What the ♥♥♥♥ are you doing in my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ swamp you little Farquaad? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the brogres, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on your anus, and have ogre 300 confirmed layers. I am trained in making early 2000's pop cultural references, and am the top ogre in the entire far far away armed forces. You are nothing to me but another Drek. I will wipe you out with precision the likes of which have never been seen in Dreamworks, mark my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ words. You think you can get away with saying that dreck to me over the swamp? Think again, ♥♥♥♥♥♥. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of fairy tale creatures across Far Far Away and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, Farquaad. The storm that will end your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ life. It's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ogre, Donkey. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare asscheeks. Not only am I shrextensively trained in onionade combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Fairy Godmothers Factory and I will use it to its full shrextent to wipe your miserable little ass of of the face of meh swamp, you little ♥♥♥♥. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Rumpelstiltskin. I will slay abuse all ogre you and you will drown in it. You're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dead, Pinocchio.