The Great Squash Explosion

So the other night I was busy preparing dinner. I pricked a spaghetti squash a couple of times and put it in the microwave to cook. I left the kitchen for a couple of moments and sat in the living room visiting and relaxing with Michael. Life was calm, dinner was cooking, the kids weren't beating on each other. It was as close to peaceful as this house ever is. While reveling in the quite and peace, we heard a muffled explosion and then the microwave door popping open and hitting the side of the fridge.
The squash had exploded! Oh the humanity. We walked into the kitchen to find squash guts strewn everywhere. I guess if you cook squash in the microwave you need to prick it more then twice. You may look at the picture and think, "Hey, where is the squash? I only see guts." Well the squash was launched.

There it is, in all it's yellow goodness and glory. Who wants dinner?