"Are you sure about this Kowalski?" Private asked worriedly. "I mean, I could always eat it cold."
Kowalski scoffed, "Nonsense! I know what I'm doing." He grinned confidently, radiating with pride. "I improved the efficiency of the microwave by twenty percent! In no time, you will have your hot pocket at the perfect temperature, texture and taste!"
"Temperature, texture and taste?" Private repeated.
"I call it the three T's of success." Kowalski beamed with excitement when he pushed the 'On' button. "Now let's see what this baby can do!"
In no time at all, the inside of the microwave lit up with a rainbow of colors. Private was about to ask if that was suppose to happen before there was a bang and a brown chunky substance splattered across the screen of the microwave. Smoke started to escape the machine as well before it randomly combusted into flames. There was an awkward silence as they stood there, staring at the wreck, before Private said anything.
"I think I'll stick with fish."