The trolls are everywhere and if you think they won't

commingle with humans you are sadly mistaken. Their malevolence is 

obvious to all the village people, so they banned together

but the troll made off with an unsuspecting toddler nevertheless. 

The toddler was a badly behaved wee sh1t so we

just let the troll keep him knowing that in time

The child would learn to keep his gob shut and 

we really didn't miss him anyway as he had already

Burned his bridges, is it time for a new child?

Perhaps instead we should take a troll child and raise

him in a monastery where the monks would quietly teach

Him to make buckfast tonic wine and he will give 

thanks to his Abbot who taught him to read and

Hold his liquor as well as the best of them.

On the days when he took the vow of silence,

He always failed. But then one day, a little voice

Told him to shut up or get out of the 

Monk house and do not share our recipe or else 

Edited April 1, 20188 yr by Weegie
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he'll be doomed to a life of misery at the

dry town up north. Never to have another beer in

His life and no way out of that dry town

ever. So he snuck out at night to go and

harvest some weed in the field by the priest's favorite

Tomato patch where he had wisely planted it because it

was hidden from the pothead nuns who harvested it when