I point the Waifunator at a half-eaten slice of pepperoni pizza on my desk and pull the trigger.
I take the gun to the kitchen and shoot my shiny silver espresso machine.
Let's see what happens if I zap a dusty old dictionary from the bookshelf.
I aim the Waifunator at the small green cactus sitting on my windowsill and fire.
I decide to test the limits of the gun by pointing it at a puddle of rainwater outside and pulling the trigger.