I dared a friend to eat a Hostess HONEY BUN after it'd been fried in the microwave for TWENTY MINUTES! We put it in, started the dial, and watched kung fu until we heard the dreaded DING. We creeped back into the kitchen expecting high fructose napalm wallpapering the plaster walls. Nothing. So far, so cool. I slip on my oven mitts and readied the metal tongs. We crack open the microwave door only to see the HONEY BUN, sitting pretty, unscathed and room temperature. Same as it ever was.
The fucking thing was made out of space shuttle tile!