A Crazy Troll

A Crazy Troll carried a set square that they would occasionally embrace. It would be a bizarre idea, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who feels it was magnificent. You wouldnt have thought, a set square of all things.

A Crazy Troll desired a radiator that they would occasionally sit and look at. This seems a fairly weird undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who felt that this idea was simply life. Who would have imagined, a radiator being the thing opted for.

A Crazy Troll desperately searched for a stapler that they would occasionally cuddle. One might find this to be a fairly new thought, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, stunning. Who would have thought, a stapler would be the chosen thing.

A Crazy Troll searched for a radiator that they would often hug. It should have been a strange undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. A radiator is the thing to select.

A Crazy Troll searched for a CD player to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It was considered to be a fairly astonishing proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who assumed it would be epic. Who would have imagined, a CD player being the chosen item.

A Crazy Troll desperately needed a little monkey that they would worship. One might consider this to be a fairly odd exercise, to my children, but not to the Troll, who had decided that it was in fact, miraculous. A little monkey was the thing that was selected.