That is funny. Ya know why? Because when you handle these, in Real Life ~ you know, whatever that is ~ they FEEL like TONGUE DEPRESSORS.
I kid you not; that is it exactly.
Even when they clank together, you want to take one and put it in something's mouth and say, say ah.
Now, what it is that is tongue-depressorial about it, besides its shape, what makes it SO tongue-depressorial in Real Life, I don't know.
The mass or firmness or something.
I wish they were mine; I'd send you one.
I am really lusting, like satanically, after them. I tell myself, "It's not like you don't have cool stuff. It's not like you don't have cool stuff. It's not like you don't have cool stuff......"
But the sum of that is Some Other Bastard still has em.
Oh; I get to visit, but....
Not fondle whenever I wish.
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I also think of them as iconic. Fetishistic. (? form?) Like in The Gods Are Crazy where that guy finds a coke bottle and digs it.
These are the same; Culture Artifacts.
Power Divination Rods.
Core Being samples.
Soul Bottles.
Soul Bottles.
Yah.
Someone's talismanic life in your hands.
Crystal storage.
Planet Krypton.
(Same)
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