Still lives of disturbing junk...Manapaloozas I & II edition

Cleaning up the outside of the house yields the usual assortment a large disturbing junk (your garden variety oil drum teeming with mosquito larvae or decades old tetanus spear/TV antennae, for instance). But it also yields tiny disturbing things! The tiny disturbing things are even more disturbing because it is clear they were once used by the most disturbing of tiny things: children.

This one I call The Loneliest Bicep in B'ton:

And this one The Last My First Supper:

Also found were an old blue hairbrush and a few Tonka trucks, but we've showcased enough depressing garbage for today.