Hey! I got the recording!
Overheard the two lovers talking in the sawdust by the community woodpile. They were really getting close and intimate. Sounds like marriage might be in the works!
TROLL boy: "Oh, my big wood cutting brute. I just love your big, round, hairy, white belly. It is soooo soft! Hmmmmm..."
WODDCUTTER boy: "Yes, Trolley, my belly is soft...but look how HARD you are! Oh my! What a nose!"
Trolley: "Talking about hard! Your wonderful ass is so big and firm with just the right amount of lard! Oh, but what is this little soft thing? Nice and soft now...but soon you will have my big maul in your soft hands!"
Woodsey: " Oh you are such a manly brute, Trolley. Here, try on these buckskins that I stole from Solon's camp when he and is beautiful wife were away hunting! My, my! They look so good on you! But they only cover one side of your ass!"
"Oh, btw, have you ever thought of getting married? Like...you know--to an actual woman--just for appearances?"
Trolley: "Are you kidding! Women are just so gross. And none of them are nice and soft (and cuddly) like you. None of them have the big soft white belly--or that wonderful ass that you have, Woodsey!"
"What was that? Did you hear a noise? It sounded like a click. Do you think someone could have been recording us? We better put our clothes back on and go back inside. Grab a piece of wood, we'll build a nice cozy fire! Then we'll try to get something just as hard as your TROLL nose! Plus I need you to rub some nice virgin oil all over my belly. I just so love you--just as I love the way you fawn over me on SI with all your hugs and your kisses back and forth!"
"Why does Solon have to be so mean to us? Why does he think he is so superior to us just because we are not normal, are unemployed, and because we dint have no schooling? It is not fair. We have a right to our love...don't we Trolley?? You will keep loving me...won't you??"
"Of course! Always! I couldn't bear it if you loved Bumster better than me, though. In mean, I don't mind if the two of you...you know--as long as I know that you keep your true true love for me!"
"Isn't that a nice fire! Makes your soft white belly feel so warm! You make me feel so special, Trolley. So happy!"
"And you are special to me, too. FUKK Solon, fukk his gorgeous wife, and fukk his whole family! I got you and you got me, Baby--and that is all we need or will ever need in this little trailer park with the community woodpile!"
"Hey! And if you want to see Bumster for a little variety, Trolley...just remember who loves you!"
"Good night, Woodsey. Thank your for comforting me. I get so depressed when you are away! But when I am with you, big bad Solon stays out of my dreams. He is always reminding everyone that I am a liar and that I do not even have a job. He reminds them of how infantile I am. But doesn't he know I can't help it? Why does he have to judge? Why does everybody have to judge us, Woodsey?!" :-)
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