Well, that explains it

We've been having trouble with our toaster lately. It's fairly new, even, so I griped about modern appliances that self-destruct and went into a whole rant about it. "When I was a kid," it starts, "they made things that last."
Well after a few days of funky toast, I finally looked down inside the toaster. This what I found:

"There's my car," said Ole, matter-of-factly.