when i was younger, living in AK (that is alaska, not arkansas like so many foolish people refuse to stop believing), i once microwaved some soup. it was in a bowl (duh) and i had an inverted plate over it (it was my job to clean the microwave, you think of splatter prevention techniques when its you that has to clean them).

so the dinger dinged (dang? dung?) and i grabbed the hotpads and took the bowl out of the microwave. i generally fit way too much soup in way too small of a bowl, so anything i could do to prevent burning myself was religiously done. i had the bowl halfway to the counter, gingerly trying not to slosh any on my hands when i noticed the large strange looking _writhing_ bug that was sittin on top of the inverted plate.

now i don’t know if you’ve ever had this experience, but it is the ultimate gross out. i mean, the thing was alive after 3 minutes in the microwave.

i lost track of it as i screamed and launched the bowl towards it’s doom in the sink. i can only assume it has gone on to terrorize tokyo after the dose of gamma it survived.