My Lonely Troll

My Lonely Troll desperately needed a pint of cider that they liked to annihilate It should have been a fairly new thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it would be simply life. Remarkably, a pint of cider would be the thing that was selected.

My Lonely Troll always kept a radiator that they liked to rub on his belly. One might find this to be a fairly unusual suggestion, to many, but not to the Troll, who thinks that this idea was breathtaking. Honestly, a radiator is the item to choose.

My Lonely Troll searched for a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. This might appear to be a fairly different approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a can of Dr Pepper is the item that was chosen.

My Lonely Troll looked for a pint of cider that they liked to rub on his belly. One might find this to be a strange operation, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who considered that the idea was sublime. Who would have thought, a pint of cider would be the chosen thing.

My Lonely Troll desired a block of cheese that they sometimes rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a strange thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who thinks that it was in fact, out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese being the thing selected.

My Lonely Troll searched for a spade that they would occasionally worship. One might say this is a fairly curious suggestion, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a spade is the item to opt for.