It was a fateful evening in the Smith household. The microwave, once a trusted member of the family, had finally had enough. It had been subjected to an endless stream of ramen noodles, frozen dinners, and last week's leftover pizza.
The microwave, feeling underappreciated and overworked, decided to take matters into its own hands. Or rather, its magnetron.
With a burst of sparks and a shower of flames, the microwave brought the kitchen to its knees. The family was shocked, the cat was traumatized, and the walls were left smelling of burnt plastic and despair.