The Orange Troll

The Orange Troll needed a stapler that they would often cuddle. One might say this is a fairly astonishing idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea is sublime. Who would have imagined, a stapler was the thing that was selected.

The Orange Troll desperately looked for a computer that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. It might have been a fairly funny approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who thinks that this idea is stunning. Remarkably, a computer is the thing to choose.

The Orange Troll desperately searched for a can of Tango that they would sometimes sit and look at. It might have been a somewhat surprising proposal, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who assumed that this idea is fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Tango would be the item chosen.

The Orange Troll owned a bag of poop that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It would be a peculiar suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who had decided that the idea was magnificent. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop being the thing opted for.

The Orange Troll desperately wanted a mug that they liked to put down their trousers. One might say this is a weird thought, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who had decided that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Strangely, a mug was the item that was chosen.

The Orange Troll desperately needed a can of Tango to play with. This is certainly a surprising thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it would be miraculous. Remarkably, a can of Tango was the item that was selected.