The Nervous Troll

The Nervous Troll always kept a stretchman to embrace. It should be an astonishing operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who had decided that the idea was wonderful. A stretchman of all things.

The Nervous Troll desperately searched for a melon that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. This might appear to be a fairly astonishing idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a melon was the item that was opted for.

The Nervous Troll desperately desired a little monkey that they would occasionally throw. It was a weird and wonderful thought, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who thought it was spectacular. A little monkey was the thing that was opted for.

The Nervous Troll desperately needed a chocolate bar that they would try to balance on their head. It was a fairly peculiar operation, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who assumed it was amazing. Honestly, a chocolate bar would be the item that was opted for.

The Nervous Troll always carried a stretchman that they sometimes try to balance on their head. This is certainly a weird and wonderful approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was wonderous. Who would have thought, a stretchman was the item that was opted for.

The Nervous Troll desperately wanted a bottle of wine that they would sometimes experiment on. It might be a bizarre operation, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who assumed that this idea was magnificent. Strangely, a bottle of wine was the thing that was chosen.