A Crazy Troll desired a painting of a melon that they sometimes cuddle. One might consider this to be an odd thing to do, to me and my children, but not to the Troll, who expected it would be stunning. Strangely, a painting of a melon would be the item that was selected.
A Crazy Troll searched for a bottle of wine to sit and look at. This is certainly a weird operation, to you, but not to the Troll, who expected that the idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of wine of all things.
A Crazy Troll carried a sword that they would occasionally throw. It would have been a different exercise, to some, but not to the Troll, who assumed that the idea was fun. Honestly, a sword was the thing that was selected.
A Crazy Troll desired a cup that they would try to balance on their head. It was a weird and wonderful thing to do, to me and my parents, but not to the Troll, who expected that this idea is sublime. Who would have imagined, a cup is the thing to choose.
A Crazy Troll desperately needed a cup that they would sometimes embrace. It might have been a fairly weird and wonderful undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Troll, who thinks that the idea was breathtaking. Remarkably, a cup is the item to opt for.
A Crazy Troll craved for a spade that they sometimes drop. This seems a fairly astonishing idea, to my grandpa, but not to the Troll, who had come to the conclusion it would be spectacular. Who would have imagined, a spade is the thing to opt for.