"It says here we can get a energy credit

"It says here we can get a energy credit from our electric company if we buy into the hamster-powered generator farm. Should we sign up?"

"Is it even a question? Of *course* we'll sign up, not only for the energy credit, but to help all of hamster-kind!"

"Yes! Let's gather a hamster army, the human world will crumble beneath our fluffy wrath! Adolf Hamler spoke for all of Gerbil-ny in his epic tirade.

The hamsters are really rats.

I stuck the hamster inside the microwave and set the timer. I could hardly contain my devilish grin as its innards blew out its skin.

Long before the time had expired, the microwave started to give off strangely tasty-smelling smoke and the inside was covered in hamster guts. I surveyed the mess with a mixture of

squirrel jam and bambi sauce on my plate quickly getting cold. Now what would I do for a proper main dish? As I hastily scraped the ruined hampster from the micro's walls I could

n't help but think of Madame Wong's cousin's brother-in-law's restaurant: "If Eating is Wong, I Don't Want to Be Right". Surely they delivered, right? I could go for some

Singapore noodle pizza or chow mein carbonara. Madame Wong's cousin's brother-in-law's restaurant is Italo/Chino fusion with a Lebanese twist... hence the sweet and sour falafel.