Magic?

Right now, Steve is trying to stay cool and watching a paid advertisement for The Magic Bullet Mixer. He keeps shouting stuff at me from the living room:

"Wow! Chicken salad in 5 seconds."

"Em, you throw in some milk and chocolate syrup, and in 6 seconds you have chocolate mousse."

"They just threw in a few vegetables and made salsa! Em, we'd never have to go out again, we'd just eat dips."

Personally, I think it sounds too much like a sex toy for use in my kitchen. Also, it totally stole it's name from a rectal suppository.