My Determined Troll

My Determined Troll desired a computer that they would occasionally worship. It is considered to be a strange undertaking, to most, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be exciting. Strangely, a computer is the thing to choose.

My Determined Troll desperately needed a bag of flour that they would sometimes smash. One might find this to be an odd approach to life, to you and me, but not to the Troll, who thinks it would be exciting. You wouldnt have imagined, a bag of flour was the thing that was chosen.

My Determined Troll desperately craved for a magic 8 ball that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems a different exercise, to you, but not to the Troll, who expected it was breathtaking. Remarkably, a magic 8 ball being the thing opted for.

My Determined Troll looked for a bag of poop to cuddle. One might consider this to be a fairly curious activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was out of this world. Who would have thought, a bag of poop being the item selected.

My Determined Troll desired a stretchman that they would often try to nail to the wall. It might have been a fairly odd approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Troll, who felt that this idea is stunning. Honestly, a stretchman is the thing to opt for.

My Determined Troll desperately craved for a spade to demolish. One might say this is a weird and wonderful approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who had decided that this idea was sublime. Honestly, a spade is the item that was chosen.