The Ladle of Longing....

There once was a story of a magic ladle that could talk. All day, the ladle would sit there, unused. Then, one day, when the story's writer didn't know what else to write about, the ladle hit the floor and made two "thunks".

Two thunks. On the floor. Where the bottom is.

The ladle understood. It had made a double bottom. The ladle, caught in a moment of ecstasy and greed, said: "long meeee"