
OK, I suspect she is hungry, she's going to nuke herself a baked potato. But being some sort of genetic freak the rotating of the potato gets her very hot and bothered indeed. As the potato nears readiness she's actually dripping from the gash, a pool of slot slime gathering at the her paws. When the microwave dings, she grabs the potato and rams it up her muff screaming as the her mucous membranes sear - the smell of boiling fanny batter is just revolting.
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