The Stupid Troll

The Stupid Troll desperately craved for a chocolate bar that they would sometimes put down their trousers. This could be considered a bizarre approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who considered it was awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a chocolate bar was the thing that was chosen.

The Stupid Troll needed a cup that they would often smash. It is a fairly unusual undertaking, to you, but not to the Troll, who expected that this idea is epic. Bizarrely, a cup is the thing to opt for.

The Stupid Troll desperately desired a pint of cider that they would sometimes watch for 10 minutes every morning. This seems a somewhat surprising idea, to my children, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider would be the item that was selected.

The Stupid Troll carried a chocolate bar that they would throw. This seems a fairly original action, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be miraculous. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar was the chosen item.

The Stupid Troll desperately needed a sword that they would occasionally try to balance on their head. It was a funny action, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea is awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a sword would be the item that was selected.

The Stupid Troll looked for a lava lamp that they sometimes break. This seems a fairly curious exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was wonderful. Honestly, a lava lamp is the thing that was chosen.