My Crazy Troll

My Crazy Troll desperately desired a porno magazine that they sometimes put up their bum. One might consider this to be a fairly original undertaking, to my children, but not to the Troll, who thought it was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a porno magazine would be the item that was opted for.

My Crazy Troll always kept a rubber chicken to sit and look at. One might find this to be a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who assumed it was epic. A rubber chicken was the thing that was selected.

My Crazy Troll desperately craved for a condom that they liked to try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be an odd activity, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who thought it was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a condom being the thing opted for.

My Crazy Troll always had with them a bag of poop that they would put up their bum. This is certainly a fairly odd operation, to me and my wife, but not to the Troll, who assumed that this idea is stunning. Strangely, a bag of poop being the item selected.

My Crazy Troll had a set square that they would often demolish. It would be a weird approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who considered that it was in fact, simply life. Honestly, a set square was the thing that was opted for.

My Crazy Troll often carried a chocolate bar that they would sometimes smash. It is a fairly peculiar exercise, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who thought it would be sublime. Honestly, a chocolate bar is the item to choose.