The Yellow Troll

The Yellow Troll desperately searched for a helmet that they would embrace. This could be considered a weird exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a helmet of all things.

The Yellow Troll desired a vibrator that they would occasionally share. It would have been a fairly curious suggestion, to most, but not to the Troll, who thought it was the most awesome idea. You wouldnt have thought, a vibrator was the chosen thing.

The Yellow Troll craved for a computer that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This is certainly a new operation, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who thinks it was stunning. A computer is the thing that was chosen.

The Yellow Troll always kept a block of cheese that they sometimes break. This seems to be an odd approach to life, to some, but not to the Troll, who felt that it was in fact, simply life. You wouldnt have imagined, a block of cheese was the chosen thing.

The Yellow Troll found a ball that they would play with. It would be an astonishing operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who felt that the idea was fun. Who would have imagined, a ball was the item that was chosen.

The Yellow Troll desperately craved for a magic 8 ball to play with. It would have been a fairly peculiar thing to do, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who thought that this idea is stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a magic 8 ball was the thing that was opted for.