It's always interesting tø løøk møre cløsely at their søngs and think abøut the øther pøssible meanings that they cøuld have that yøu døn't think abøut øn yøur first listen.

Used to play GMod back in the day. Learned some dirty spots from this person right here.
In a good way of course.

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I used to actually think you were a cool guy, and felt like I could kinda relate to you. But man, have you thrown all that away. I've lost every bit of respect I had for you, and you're pushing yourself towards being the worst person I've ever met on Steam.

I was only 9 years old.
I loved Shrek so much, I had all the merchandise and movies.
I pray to Shrek every night, thanking him for the life I’ve been given. “Shrek is love” I say, “Shrek is life."
My dad hears me and calls me a ♥♥♥♥♥♥. I knew he was just jealous of my devotion to Shrek.
I called him a ♥♥♥♥.
He hits me and sends me to sleep.
I'm crying now and my face hurts.
I lay in bed, really cold. I feel something warm...
It's Shrek! I was so happy.
He whispers in my ear "This is my swamp."
He grabs me with his ogre hands, and puts me on my hands and knees. I'm ready.
I spread my ass cheeks for Shrek.
He penetrates my butthole.
It hurts so much, but I do it for Shrek. I can feel my butt tearing and eyes watering.
I want to please Shrek.
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my butt with his love.
My dad walks in.
Shrek looks him straight in the eye and says,
"It's all ogre now."
Shrek leaves through my window.
Shrek is love. Shrek is life.

Hello :D
you're pretty awesome at gmod