I’d like to breathe life into this incense burner. And I’d want two of ’em to guard field command. In order fit in the back of the truck their weight limit would have to be, say, three hundred and fifty pounds apiece. Then again, if I could conjure them out of fire and earth, perhaps six hundred pounds, like that of an Amur tiger, would be better. Of course they’d breathe fire and have clawed feet… am I getting too close to nerd/dork realm with this fantasy?
I’d seen the burner somewhere and always regretted not buying it. So I looked for it on Amazon and voila! Twelve bucks.