Her Depressed Troll

Her Depressed Troll owned a pint of cider that they liked to hug. It was a bizarre suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea is entertaining. Bizarrely, a pint of cider is the thing that was chosen.

Her Depressed Troll desperately needed a cup that they would sometimes worship. This might appear to be a surprising exercise, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who thought that the idea was fun. Strangely, a cup being the thing selected.

Her Depressed Troll always kept a spade that they would eat. This seems to be a fairly exciting thought, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who considered that the idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a spade would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Depressed Troll desperately looked for a spade that they would occasionally throw. It is a fairly bizarre exercise, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be out of this world. Bizarrely, a spade being the item opted for.

Her Depressed Troll needed a chocolate bar to worship. It is considered to be a fairly original thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who thought it would be spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a chocolate bar is the thing to opt for.

Her Depressed Troll searched for a toilet brush that they liked to eat. It should be a fairly astonishing thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be simply life. Strangely, a toilet brush was the chosen item.