One day, a wicked aristocrat named Sir Sammy Vaylou learnt of these creatures and what they did. He thought that it was a GREAT idea. So he decided to replicate the business model and builts lots and lots of houses to house them across major roads. Because the name "troll-house" had a negative conotation, he needed the name to be glamourised (Alaa... like Telekom tukar jadi TM tuh...). After consultation with a major PR firm, they decided to call these houses "tolls". The trolls were enchanted to resemble cute "toll booth girls" that can tackle cute, red BMW driving rich guys who are clueless of their true entities. To this day, we still pay money to pass the t(r)olls.
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