The Red Troll

The Red Troll wanted a wig to put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly bizarre operation, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who feels it would be the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a wig would be the item chosen.

The Red Troll had a computer that they would often put down their trousers. It is an extraordinary undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who felt that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a computer would be the item that was chosen.

The Red Troll craved for a vibrator that they would sometimes rub on his belly. It is considered to be an original exercise, to me and my husband, but not to the Troll, who felt that it was in fact, wonderous. Bizarrely, a vibrator of all things.

The Red Troll found a sponge that they liked to hug. One might say this is a fairly odd approach to life, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who thought it would be sublime. Remarkably, a sponge would be the chosen thing.

The Red Troll carried a stapler to put down their trousers. One might find this to be an odd proposal, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a stapler of all things.

The Red Troll desperately looked for a stretchman that they would sometimes insert somewhere. It is considered to be a fairly original thought, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who thought that the idea was exciting. Strangely, a stretchman was the thing that was selected.