As far back as I can remember, my local paper has run a weekly feature that is so quaint I can hardly believe they still run it, but they do. It's called "This Week's Whatzit."
A mystery item, usually some antiquated farm tool that no one recognizes, is pictured for all to surmise. Although the challenge is "on" every week, I don't think readers are spending hours in musty libraries hunched over tomes of ancient farm tool guides or that any readers are losing sleep as they sit entranced by the blue hue of the computer screen in a darkened room at 3:00 am, Googling the whatzit. (By the way, "Googling the whatzit," is a phrase I never dreamed I'd actually use, or if I did, that it would actually have meaning.)
In fact, no one I've ever asked about the whatzit personally has known the current one. Even bigger "in fact:" no one has cared. No one, that is, except for the crusty old Hitchens Brothers of rural Modoc, where the residents regularly "Ketch a feesh, and poot it on a deesh." The Hitchens Brothers send in their guesses every week and win the prize. Every week. So it should probably be called "This Week's Hitchens-knowz-it."
Anyway, in this same spirit, I'm offering this picture for you to guess "whatzit?" Here is one hint: It is not a marker or a paint pen. Hint two: It is a thing of pain. There you go.
Disclaimer and Rules of Contest: Any relatives, employees, co-workers, or farm animals associated with the Hitchens Brothers of Modoc, Indiana, are ineligible to win prizes. Odds of winning a prize: Fairly slim, due to the prizes' nonexistence.