This monstrosity is the newest addition to my collection and an immense source of pride.
It was likely conceived as part of a contest at the souvenir factory to see who could improve on the shovel spoon. A guy named Mel won the contest when he suggested: said “Just take the shield from the top uh the spoon, stick it in the bowl, an’ then go on and turn that there handle into a RIFLE! And since it’s Nashville, we’d better stick a geetar and a banjee on there, too.”
I’m 100 percent sure this spoon is haunted by whatever remains of my dignity.