Her Anxious Troll

Her Anxious Troll owned a custard pie that they sometimes play with. One might find this to be a fairly weird approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, out of this world. Bizarrely, a custard pie was the chosen thing.

Her Anxious Troll always carried a stretchman that they liked to hug. One might consider this to be a fairly bizarre thing to do, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who thought that it was in fact, spectacular. Honestly, a stretchman was the thing that was opted for.

Her Anxious Troll desperately wanted a bag of poop that they liked to worship. One might consider this to be a fairly bizarre undertaking, to many, but not to the Troll, who expected that this idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of poop was the thing that was selected.

Her Anxious Troll always carried a sword that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. This could be considered an extraordinary suggestion, to me, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea was amazing. You wouldnt have imagined, a sword is the thing to opt for.

Her Anxious Troll found a helmet that they would hug. This is certainly an odd suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who felt that this idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a helmet was the item that was chosen.

Her Anxious Troll looked for a can of Dr Pepper that they would embrace. This seems to be a fairly peculiar undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was entertaining. A can of Dr Pepper would be the chosen thing.