The Colourful Troll

The Colourful Troll desired a pint of beer that they would often put down their trousers. This is certainly a fairly exciting approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who had decided that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a pint of beer is the thing to select.

The Colourful Troll desperately looked for a little monkey that they would often try to balance on their head. It was a different action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, sublime. Remarkably, a little monkey was the chosen thing.

The Colourful Troll looked for a custard pie that they sometimes insert somewhere. This seems to be an astonishing operation, to some, but not to the Troll, who feels that it was in fact, awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a custard pie is the thing to opt for.

The Colourful Troll wanted a hat that they sometimes eat. One might say this is an exciting thought, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who feels that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have thought, a hat was the thing that was opted for.

The Colourful Troll always kept a condom that they would occasionally demolish. It should have been a fairly bizarre undertaking, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who felt it was wonderous. Strangely, a condom would be the item chosen.

The Colourful Troll wanted a sponge that they would occasionally share. This seems to be a different operation, to many, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a sponge is the item to choose.