"One morning I went into the kitchen and found the toaster lying on the floor. Darned cats must have knocked it off the counter. I picked it up, plugged it back in, and made some toast. There was a faint burning-wire smell, but I thought nothing of it.
The next morning, I went in the kitchen, and again the toaster was on the floor. What the frell is wrong with those cats? Picked it up, plugged back in, made more toast & ate it. Same burning-wire smell. Toaster is pretty old, maybe time for a new one.
Well, the next day, same thing, the cats had been attacking the toaster again. Started to make toast, but this time the wire-burning smell was so bad that I had to stop & take a look in there first.
At the bottom, there was a dead mouse.
Mouse toast! I ate mouse toast!!"