When I first met Shrek many yonks ago, I was under the impression that he belonged to the Sensitive New Age Guy (SNAG) breed. The bait was so convincing that I was sucked in like a sinkered fish.
Fast-forward to les scènes de menages nowadays and Shrek has transformed into a veritable ogre.
I have only myself to blame. The happy ending of fairytales have nothing to do with harsh realities.
Shrek appears to respond to 'Yes', 'No' and black or white. He responds to complex problems in this same robotic manner. He is a 'Mr I can fix anything and solutions, solutions'. Unfortunately I never bargained for such monotonic behaviour and would rather shoot myself in the foot than to endure this...
Messages les plus consultés
-
I cannot begin to think of any advantages in being a Geneva resident. There must be some... Maybe Shrek can fill in the blank for me. On the...
-
Shrek is having a super-charged week which means he works like a madman and arrives home too exhausted to do anything else but recharge ener...
-
Shrek definitely needs to consult the wonderful world of food blogging. He is in desperate need of reinvention as a cook. I have requested t...
-
I have a great birthday celebration that cannot be rivalled. On the eve of my 31st anniversary I ate something sticky and nasty as did Petit... -
It might sound trite and conceited but I have not learnt my lesson and so committed the faux pas of buying marrons when it is not in season ...
