Good morning, sunshines. If we were rising from our beds, blearily walking into the kitchen in search of coffee, I would make you oatmeal in this Sunbeam Microwave while listening to its in-built FM radio; perhaps a song about the hope of a new day. Then, after I had gone to work (in the next room), you could listen to the messages I had left for you on the microwave’s integrated voice recorder. Messages like, “I have removed the shielding from this oven. The uneasy feeling you feel inside is the pinging and popping of your boiling liver. Also, this instrument of your utter destruction was a relative value at $90.” (Thanks, Dennis!)
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