Messages From My Microwave

Luke Roloff
Slackjaw
Published in
2 min readFeb 2, 2021
Image by David Stephanus from Pixabay

READY

START

GOOD

OKAY

YOU SMELL

LOOK AT YOU

LOOK AT HOW LAZY YOU ARE

YOU STAY AT HOME ALL DAY

WITH YOUR IMPORTANT “JOB”

LUMBERING AROUND LIKE A ZOMBIE

A NONSTARTER ZOMBIE WHO’S PUT ON 10 LBS

YOU THINK YOUR WIFE STILL LOVES YOU? I’VE FELT HER TOUCH MORE THAN YOU HAVE LATELY

THINGS ARE REALLY HEATING UP BETWEEN US

I OWN YOU PAL

YOU AND YOUR DOG

I TAKE YOUR DOG FOR WALKS, AND I GET A GENUINE SENSE THAT HE LIKES ME BETTER THAN YOU

YOU WORK FOR ME NOW, SEE

AND GUESS WHAT BUSINESS I’M IN?

I’M IN THE LIFE-WRECKING BUSINESS

AS A RUSSIAN SPY, I WAS SENT HERE TO BUILD A RELATIONSHIP WITH YOU, EARN YOUR TRUST, WARM YOUR SOUP, AND THEN, WHEN THE TIME WAS RIGHT, DING, TURN ON YOU LIKE A FLIPPED LEAN POCKET. YOU SEEN BRIDGE OF SPIES? WITH TOM HANKS AND THAT OLD GUY WHOSE NAME YOU CAN NEVER REMEMBER BUT YOU THINK YOU MIGHT SORT OF RECOGNIZE HIM FROM SOMETHING? WELL, THIS IS NOTHING LIKE THAT. WE DON’T MAKE DEALS. AND WE AIN’T MAKIN’ ANY MORE MICROWAVE MEALS. WE’RE GOING TO MAKE A MESS OF THE U.S. GOVERNMENT AND YOUR KITCHEN. IT’S GONNA BE SO MESSY IN HERE THAT YOUR WIFE IS GOING TO LEAVE. YOUR DOG MIGHT STAY, BUT THAT’S IT. OTHERWISE, IT’LL JUST BE ME AND YOU, MOVIN’ PAWNS AROUND THE INTERNATIONAL UNDERCOVER LIFE-WRECKING CHESSBOARD.

FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS, GO FETCH ME SOME CHILI

NO, I WANT YOU TO COOK IT ON THE STOVE, LIKE A CIVILIZED PERSON, THEN SPOON FEED IT TO ME. YOU’RE RIGHT, I WON’T BE ABLE TO EAT IT, YOU IDIOT, BECAUSE I DON’T HAVE A HUMAN MOUTH, I JUST WANT TO DEMORALIZE YOU. I’M GOING TO BREAK YOU, WORSE THAN THE TIME YOU BROKE ME.

OKAY, STOP CRYING, MAN. THIS ISN’T ALL THAT BAD. I MEAN, IF YOU JUST ROLL WITH IT, YOU MIGHT FIND THAT YOU REALLY ENJOY JEOPARDIZING THE SAFETY AND WELLBEING OF UNSUSPECTING PEOPLE AROUND THE WORLD.

OH, YOU THINK YOU CAN TURN ME SIMPLY WITH A LITTLE GOOD BEHAVIOR? YOU AMERICANS MAKE ME LAUGH.

WHOA. HOLD ON THERE. TAKE A DEEEEP BREATH NOW. WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH THOSE LEFTOVERS COVERED BY ALUMINUM FOIL? YOU KNOW WHAT’LL HAPPEN TO ME IF YOU PUT THAT TOXIC TIN INSIDE ME RIGHT? IT’S GAME OVER. NO PLEASE. STOP. I BEG OF YOU. I HAVE A FAMILY! WE CAN WORK THIS OUT. YOU CAN HAVE YOUR WIFE BACK… AND… AND I PROMISE I’LL POP THE POPCORN RIGHT ON THE MONEY! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

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Luke Roloff
Slackjaw

Luke is currently one of the people in LA. His writing has appeared in Sports Illustrated, McSweeney’s and The American Bystander. More at Lukeroloff.com