My Blue Troll

My Blue Troll searched for a rubber chicken that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It was a fairly weird undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who assumed that this idea is simply life. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken would be the thing that was selected.

My Blue Troll needed a stapler to insert somewhere. It is considered to be an unusual idea, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who feels that the idea was magnificent. Bizarrely, a stapler is the thing to opt for.

My Blue Troll often carried a wig that they liked to throw. It was a fairly peculiar action, to some, but not to the Troll, who expected that it was in fact, simply life. Bizarrely, a wig is the thing to opt for.

My Blue Troll desperately craved for a bag of poop that they sometimes hug. It would be a bizarre approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is out of this world. Remarkably, a bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.

My Blue Troll wanted a Harry Potter wand that they would eat. One might say this is a fairly strange exercise, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea was amazing. Who would have thought, a Harry Potter wand would be the thing that was opted for.

My Blue Troll owned a Harry Potter wand that they would insert somewhere. This seems to be an odd thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it was epic. A Harry Potter wand would be the thing that was chosen.