It spits out absolutely nothing... The Rampaging Blue Kobolds decided that the DVM makes a nice, comfy-coz little warren and, as such, move in, make themselves comfortable, and start hoarding everything that gets dumped into their new cave through the "magical gimme slot."
In hopes of fixing the DVM, I feed it a Black Flag bug bomb, three sheets of super-sticky rodent traps, and an entire library of Richard Simmons Sweating to the Oldies videos... on BetaMax.
Die, Kobolds! Diiiiiiie! Or sweat yourselves silly and make horrible choices in aerobic apparel.
