The toaster was moving so fast it reflected the overhead light in shards of flashing disco beams.

"I'm gonna live forever
Baby remember my name!"

"Yeah, he's always in a good mood," said the waffle iron. "I wish I could move like that. I'm such a klutz. Maybe if I lost a few ounces."

The blender whirred and shimmied as the toaster jumped backwards, spun around and slid to the dangerous edge of his stage.