In Freemont, (Seattle) There lives a troll. (Colleen, my fellow blogger will attest to this.)
He lives under a bridge and he is Huge. Oh, and he is ugly and I think he is blind in one eye, too.
I have decided that I want to marry him. Why? Why not? Besides, no one ever wants to marry a troll. I will pretend to be a princess and he will stay his ugly self and we will live under the bridge and all the tourists and prom dates can come and take pictures with us. Then I will get cold and wet because I would have to live outside with him. Then I will be sad, because my princess skin will get all slimy. I will eventually have to leave my ugly troll, or go homeless forever.
Forget it, I don't want to marry a troll.
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