The Metaphor Game

would this be right?:

teapot

Dear Diary (D. D. from here on out),

When I use this, It heats up my favorite liquid on a stovetop until steaming, then I pour the liquid out from it (into my fav-o-rite cup of course) You might say it's a saucepan with a curvy handle, a lid and a spout (tip it over and pour it out hehehehe)

D D
After plugging the volcano bubbler into the eyes-in-the-wall for a few minutes, I poured the seething water into a potbellied, earthy vessel like a sulky grandmother, along with two paper minisacks of the elixir of life and waited four minutes. The amber liquid therein brought ecstasy to my waiting tongue.
??or like this??

Are we to suggest another? triicycle?

we're supposed to suggest another, but i did not want to just yet, in case i'd gotten it wrong....your's seems more right

Hmm....what we seem to be missing here is context. Here is the sort of thing I had in mind, from 'teapot':

Dear Diary

After weeks of nothing to drink but stagnant water that had to be boiled just to rid it of pestilence, I was getting quite the craving for a good, strong cup of tea. I never travel without a stout old Brown Betty. It must have been my lucky day, because as I was wandering near the marshlands, I saw a group of native children playing hide and seek among what were clearly overgrown tea plants. I beckoned them over and asked "So chaps, what do you call those plants over there?" No response. I remembered they knew me as professor, so I led them back to the plants. I pointed at myself and said: "Professor", then pointed at the plants. It took a few trys, and finally one child pointed at the plants and yelled "Atee! Atee!" They watched with curiousity as I plucked the best leaves and laid them out to dry in the sun. I had learned enough of their simple language to explain that Atee gives one strength, but first it must make two sacrifices: One to the the sun, and one to the fire. They watched as I pulled out my Brown Betty and put it on the fire to boil. The leaves were quite ready, and I added them to the water, amidst oohs and ahhs. When it was perfectly steeped, I gave out small portions to the children in cups I had carved from gourds, and had a fine cupper myself. One child was fascinated by my Brown Betty. He pointed at it and said "unnh....unnh?" "Oh, you want to know what that is called? It is called 'Atee Pot', and it is a holy vessel used only for the god Atee. "Atee Pot", the group said in unison. "Well done, children." I contemplated a fine day's work while sipping my remaining tea under the setting sun.

We can move on to tricycle and continue the saga.

cav your games always require the most thinking dude :-)

Just trying to liven up the brain.

I see.

bm

bm