Today my apple was a stupid creature called Trollaple. His hobbies included bashing things with his hands, bashing things with sticks and cruising in his modified Ford Escort. His last words were, “Grrrrr… AHHHRRRHHH GRRRR…..” he was a dumb brute, but you can’t hold that against him, especially when there are lots of less intelligent politicians. He tasted like kendal mint cake and twigs.