His Big Troll

His Big Troll desired a pint of cider that they would often experiment on. One might consider this to be a different proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who assumed it was spectacular. Strangely, a pint of cider would be the chosen thing.

His Big Troll always kept a dildo to break. It might have been an astonishing undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a dildo being the chosen item.

His Big Troll desperately needed a CD player that they sometimes embrace. It might have been a different operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who thinks that it was in fact, stunning. Honestly, a CD player is the item to select.

His Big Troll desperately needed a melon that they liked to put on his head. This could be considered a fairly weird proposal, to many, but not to the Troll, who thought it would be magnificent. Who would have imagined, a melon is the thing that was chosen.

His Big Troll always carried a stretchman that they would throw. This could be considered a fairly weird approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who had decided that the idea was stunning. Who would have imagined, a stretchman was the chosen item.

His Big Troll desperately looked for a sword that they sometimes put down their trousers. It is a different thing to do, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword would be the item that was selected.