My Confused Troll

My Confused Troll found a ball to rub on his belly. It is a different operation, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. Bizarrely, a ball would be the thing that was selected.

My Confused Troll desperately looked for a ball that they liked to share. One might say this is a somewhat surprising idea, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, miraculous. Honestly, a ball is the item that was chosen.

My Confused Troll had a stapler to experiment on. This might appear to be a fairly astonishing approach to life, to most, but not to the Troll, who feels that this idea is exciting. Who would have thought, a stapler is the thing to opt for.

My Confused Troll desired a little monkey to break. It might be an exciting proposal, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who thinks that it was in fact, spectacular. Strangely, a little monkey was the thing that was opted for.

My Confused Troll owned a stapler that they would occasionally demolish. This seems a fairly original operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who thought that it was in fact, miraculous. Who would have thought, a stapler is the item to select.

My Confused Troll searched for a melon that they would often put up their bum. One might say this is a fairly weird approach to life, to me, but not to the Troll, who assumed that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a melon would be the thing that was chosen.