I believe it was fifth grade when Trolls became the rage again, they were so ugly they were cute. As with any fad, you weren't anyone unless you had a couple of Trolls. I don't know how, or where I got an angel Troll, but here he is in all his glory. My angel Troll still lives with Mom and Dad, and gets a prime spot near the top of the tree - he's an angel after all. Really, look at all that hair- isn't the rule the bigger the hair the closer to God?
Anyone else have some great ornaments from Christmas pasts?
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