My Chinese Troll

My Chinese Troll desperately desired a custard pie that they would embrace. It was an original suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who felt it was breathtaking. Who would have thought, a custard pie being the item selected.

My Chinese Troll carried a vibrator to insert somewhere. It was considered to be a bizarre thought, to most, but not to the Troll, who assumed that it was in fact, awe-inspring. A vibrator was the item that was chosen.

My Chinese Troll needed a piece of paper that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. This seems to be a curious approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awe-inspring. A piece of paper is the item to choose.

My Chinese Troll desperately craved for a rubber johnny that they would annihilate One might consider this to be a fairly different proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who expected it was fun. A rubber johnny was the item that was opted for.

My Chinese Troll desired a mug that they sometimes experiment on. This seems a somewhat surprising idea, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderous. Remarkably, a mug having that done to it

My Chinese Troll desperately craved for a pint of beer that they would occasionally share. This seems to be a fairly new exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea is out of this world. Strangely, a pint of beer was the item that was selected.