The Magical Troll

The Magical Troll desperately searched for a block of cheese that they sometimes drop. It would have been a bizarre action, to you, but not to the Troll, who had decided it was out of this world. Strangely, a block of cheese is the thing to opt for.

The Magical Troll desperately craved for a stretchman to break. It might be a different thing to do, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who expected that this idea was sublime. Strangely, a stretchman being the thing selected.

The Magical Troll needed a ball to sit and look at. This might appear to be an odd undertaking, to my grandma, but not to the Troll, who thought it would be out of this world. Strangely, a ball being the item opted for.

The Magical Troll desperately needed a mug that they would sometimes break. It should be an original undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who thinks that this idea was breathtaking. A mug being the item selected.

The Magical Troll needed a bottle of wine that they liked to put down their trousers. It was a fairly weird thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea is exciting. Honestly, a bottle of wine is the item to choose.

The Magical Troll carried a can of Tango that they would sometimes put on his head. It should be a weird and wonderful proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Troll, who assumed it was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Tango was the chosen item.