Her Red Troll

Her Red Troll wanted a can of Dr Pepper that they sometimes try to balance on their head. It should be a fairly surprising activity, to you, but not to the Troll, who feels it was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a can of Dr Pepper was the chosen thing.

Her Red Troll needed a cup to sit and look at. This seems to be a fairly new operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who assumed that the idea was fun. Remarkably, a cup was the thing that was selected.

Her Red Troll desperately needed a computer to break. This is certainly a strange approach to life, to my children, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, epic. A computer is the thing to choose.

Her Red Troll desperately needed a vibrator that they would sleep with. One might consider this to be a fairly extraordinary thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea was breathtaking. Strangely, a vibrator was the chosen item.

Her Red Troll desperately desired a bag of poop that they sometimes eat. One might find this to be a fairly weird undertaking, to many, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a bag of poop would be the thing that was chosen.

Her Red Troll always kept a CD player to embrace. One might find this to be a strange thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it would be stunning. Who would have thought, a CD player being the item selected.