Bridges need trolls. They keep the sightseers coming.
So we build a troll house, and advertise in Boulder Weekly and on the troll community Facebook page.
What do we get?
Bugger all.
Trolls these days are so busy with moving pictures and bodyguard duties that bridges are far beneath their notice
And that’s why the house under our bridge is occupied by a fat, alcoholic, gnome called Ethelred, who waves his willy at passing virgins.
Disaster?
Far from it.
It’s the busiest bridge anywhere.
Young women come from far and wide to prove their virtue whist keeping their panties on…
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