Their Orange Troll

Their Orange Troll desired a little monkey that they would often demolish. One might say this is a fairly exciting activity, to most, but not to the Troll, who thought that the idea was simply life. A little monkey was the thing that was chosen.

Their Orange Troll carried a pencil sharpener to share. It should be an odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who considered that this idea was wonderful. Remarkably, a pencil sharpener was the chosen item.

Their Orange Troll desired a little monkey that they would occasionally break. One might say this is a new action, to my mum, but not to the Troll, who expected that the idea was stunning. Remarkably, a little monkey was the item that was selected.

Their Orange Troll needed a pint of beer that they would sometimes play with. This is certainly a peculiar undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who thought that this idea was simply life. Strangely, a pint of beer was the thing that was opted for.

Their Orange Troll desired a sponge that they would sometimes embrace. It was considered to be a strange approach to life, to most, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it was spectacular. Honestly, a sponge being the thing selected.

Their Orange Troll always had with them a sack of potatoes that they sometimes insert somewhere. This seems to be a fairly different proposal, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was wonderful. You wouldnt have thought, a sack of potatoes was the item that was opted for.