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Whenever I chop onions, I always pop in a few chopped pieces. Yes, I'm an ogre. Shrek: Ogres are like onions. Donkey: They stink? Shrek: Yes -- No! Donkey: Oh, they make you cry. Shrek: No. Donkey: Oh, you leave em out in the sun, they get all brown, start sproutin’ little white hairs. Shrek: No. Layers. Onions have layers. Ogres have layers. Onions have layers. You get it? We both have layers. Donkey: Oh, you both have layers. Oh. You know, not everybody like onions.