My Cheerful Troll

My Cheerful Troll desperately searched for a can of Dr Pepper that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. This is certainly an original operation, to most, but not to the Troll, who expected that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a can of Dr Pepper is the thing that was chosen.

My Cheerful Troll always kept a pen that they would sometimes insert somewhere. One might consider this to be a fairly weird exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who considered that it was in fact, simply life. Strangely, a pen was the item that was chosen.

My Cheerful Troll always kept a melon that they sometimes experiment on. It was considered to be a fairly funny thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is stunning. Who would have imagined, a melon being the thing selected.

My Cheerful Troll desperately wanted a bottle of coke to smash. It was a fairly unusual activity, to my children, but not to the Troll, who assumed that the idea was amazing. Honestly, a bottle of coke was the chosen item.

My Cheerful Troll desperately wanted a cheese grater that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. One might say this is a somewhat surprising operation, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who assumed it would be miraculous. Bizarrely, a cheese grater of all things.

My Cheerful Troll desperately looked for a pen that they would occasionally cuddle. One might say this is a peculiar proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who considered it would be sublime. Who would have imagined, a pen being the chosen item.