The smell of onions became unbearable. Swamp water flooded the area, followed by a yellow-green mist. A rumble was heard, and the ogre king himself appeared from the swamp. He held an onion in each hand, a smile on his face. "I'm gonna spew ogre juice all ogre your face, lass." The ogre king spoke, his voice like thunder. He grabbed the girls with his dong and shoved one onionnade into each of their back doors. He tossed them up and hobknocked them through seven walls where they exploded into onion juice. The ogre approached their remains and farted out green beans onto them. The ogre had spake unto them, and they had neglected. The bill came due, The Ogre Lord thought.