Sadly, I never had puppet friends to play this with. :(

Everyone wants a puppet version of their marketable property these days. We're quickly approaching a world where gross sticky felt mascots will be shoved in our faces at fast food restaurants by fat manbabbies covered in food leavings. We will be forced to talk to these things to make them go away.

I will have to start letting my Richard Nixon puppet speak exclusively for me in public.

What the hell, it's a key! It's enough to open the door ONCE! You don't have to kill everyone else to have the benefits!