Seeing as I don't have a microwave, the only tall building around is my house and it probably wouldn't break, nor do I own a baseball bat. So I'd just strap it to one of the bottle rockets, shooting it into the sky and dodge the glass and plastic debris that would fall from the sky. Then, cook the debris, mix it into chili and send it to Steve Jobs. It would probably be the equivelent to eating your own child. Only the child had skin and bones made from glass and plastic. Which could probably cut something on his insides. That seems plausible.