If I had the choice to make one public service announcement, it would be warning people against microwaving leftover pizza. "Crispy Crust or Bust!" I'm still working on the slogan.
Even when you accidentally lose a thumb due to your visual obstruction, YOU STILL CAN'T CRY.
By breakfast I mean a 2:30am light meal. And by champions I mean someone who has been up for 44 straight hours and it currently on a controlled substance.
Heat guns are the ultimate slow cookers.
From the submitter:
We went to a beach house, but we found that there was no oven. So we made one ourselves. The coke can is filled with water on the bottom and alcohool on the top. And so, we could cook noodles!