A type of execution used by favela (slum) gangs in Rio de Janeiro where old tired are stacked up around a person until only his head is sticking out. Gasoline is then poured in up to his ankles and the whole thing is ignited from the inside. The tire rubber fuels an incredibly hot fire that sends thick plumes of black smoke into the air. A mound of melted rubber is left over that serves as a warning to others.
A box in the kitchen in which the lazy arses of society may cook food quickly. It should have no metal inside it and have a turny turny table so it goes round and round. The food tastes better because it feels like it’s been to the Fairground.
To heat up a relationship at an unnaturally speedy rate. Unfortunately, the resulting relationship often is more like a Hungry Man TV dinner than a slow-cooked paella. Again, credit to TT for this clever characterization.
A: So what's new with T and E?
K: Splitsville.
A: No way!
K: Way.
A: Well, they totally microwaved it.
K: Yeah. You'd think they were like lesbians or something.
A: Nope -- just two lonely men wanting something real.
K: Oh fucking well.
A: Too fucking bad.