Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that can't figure out what was so bad about Hitler.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Big Mouth Billy Bass that's been hacked to sing Never Gonna Give You Up
A bolt of thirsty bombazine
A rubber chicken with a pulley in the middle
A set of earplugs (with earwax)
A fat blunt
A pair of jorts with "juicy" written on the butt
A circular smartphone
A stuffed crust pizza
The Bottled City of Kandor
A fax sent by a samurai to Abraham Lincoln

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