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Re: Chapter 13 Rode hard and put away wet. The Cucumber lives!

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The Nun knew something was up. Pat never got this excited unless it involved an amazing amount of the ganj or free Ramen. But in all her years of experience, she knew something would have to give. To this end she decided to investigate Craigslist to see if there were any ads for comparable radio gear such as what is in the museum, in order to get an idea of realistic pricing. She had seen this look before many years ago and knew that nothing is free and eventually the piper will be paid. So she figured this time, she would get ahead of that particular 8 Ball and get some stuff pre-sold to cover the inevitable bill that would be coming due shortly. Little did she realize just how nefarious this would all turn out to be.
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Mom and The Nun had choreographed Pat's 'negotiation' down to the most minute twitch of a nose hair. The Nun had to agree that lifetime catnip was a bonus, and the pot deal was a masterstroke. A stoned Pat would be more docile and less apt to maul her when 'those urges' hit. She hated that. Plant life Pat was infinitely preferable to horny Pat.
The big problem she had was the fucking SX-88. God knows that man had more hulks of abandoned radios and unidentifiable electronic viscera than all the garbage dumps in SoCal. But a deal was a deal, especially when dealing with Mother Superior, but "Something Had To Be Done!"
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Mother Superior knew she better start getting things together on finding that pristine SX-88. The other things Pat wanted were pedant in comparison, so much so she felt that getting them could be left to a third stringer without concern. The radio however, was going to take some genuine spiritual intervention. SX-88's at this point in history were scarce enough in mediocre condition; pristine condition would prove difficult at best. But Mother Superior knew it had to happen because the unobtanium was essential to her plans. With that in mind, and forcing back the urge to vomit profusely, she knew the first step in her quest was a consult with the recently dismissed pundit of pedantry in a blue onesie. His track record of listing oddball, one off radio equipment on one of the web's most controversial ham radio sites sale listings forum made him a likely first contact, as unpalatable as that option appeared. So mom picked up the phone and started to dial the secret cell phone number for the caped nihilistic superhero when a shiver came over her, the most violent in her life. She hung the handset back in its cradle and waited for the discomfort to pass. Problem was, it only got worse.
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Back in Clam falls, it was a dark and stormy night. EF and El Chorizo had discussed EF's concerns about the diodes. "How about we a grab a couple of each and see how it goes? If one performs better than the other, we know which is the better performer and whether or not it's a consumable that we'll need to keep in stock." El Chorizo reasoned. EF agreed that'd be the best course. Two orders were placed with EBay and Amazon, and the Ring doorbell on The Lair was set to keep an eye out for the porch pirates.

Quite a bit of progress had been made with El Chorizo's finds at the dump. EF set to cannibalizing the digital decision generator for parts to build the power supply, and El Chorizo was testing out the first 3 stages of the tabletop linear accelerator. He'd spied a box of refrigerator magnets on the way out of the dump and decided to keep it, thinking "They'll help while aligning the beast, and come in handy later to keep the grocery list posted. Besides, they'll add a festive, whimsical appeal to The Lair."

El Chorizo hadn't thought to add a glass cutter to the list of needed parts, nor the hydrogen/oxygen torch needed to polish and seal the glass vacuum assemblies of the CRT's, but was able to borrow both from the nice crack fiend down the street. The yards of silicone enema tubing and a lifetime supply of mercury EF had purchased during the great rectal thermometer scare of 2017 guaranteed that they'd be able to produce the hard vacuum necessary for proper accelerator operation.
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Mother Superior motioned for Mongo to assist her to bed. "You're burning up!" Mongo exclaimed. "Oh, it 's my malaria flaring up again, but this time it's worse." Mom explained. "It's from my time as a missionary in the Hamptons."
Mongo helped Mom to bed, turned out the light and left to call Doctor Sister Mary Elephant (Ed: ya'll knew this was coming!"). Mongo explained the situation and Doctor Sister Mary Elephant assured Mongo that she was familiar with Mother Superior's condition and treatment. Doctor Sister Mary Elephant was another of Mom's finds.
Born not Candace but Candy into a poor family of 18, she was one of many middle children and found herself squeezed out, ignored and out on the street at the age of 18 with no marketable skills whatsoever. Mom found her two years later on the mean street of Krakow, Missouri doing whatever she could to survive. At first, Candy was reluctant to engage Mother Superior, but soon warmed up to her after Mom offered her a safe place to sleep and a hot meal. Candy did know a hook when she saw one, but thought that anything was better than Krakow (pop. 400 or thereabouts). After a few days, Candy decided to stay for a while. After a few more, she was hooked.
So was Mom, the kid was sharp, very sharp. Candy thrived under Mom's tutelage and eventually graduated Summa cum Laude from Harvard Medical School. There are those on the other site who'd point to her education as being the only factor in her success. Mom knew better. Candy turned out to be an excellent investment in raw potential.
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Candy had been lucky to escape the laboratory, where her father had sold her for scientific experimentation, along with the rest of her siblings after the mill had closed, Leaving her Father destitute...
If her father had only become Protestant, He could have worn one of those little rubber thingies on his John Thomas. He could have walked into the Pharmacy with his head held high, And exclaimed in a loud voice "Harry, I want to buy a Condom",...But NO...
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While Doctor Sister Mary Elephant was examining Mother Superior, Mom leaned towards Doctor Sister Mary Elephant's ear and whispered "Candy, I need you to do something. I have a list of people who have knowledge of an SX-88 receiver that has an extreme value to our order. If I can't follow through, I need you to take the reins and make sure that the radio is found and delivered. There are full instructions in my nightstand and a list of 'gentlemen' who can assist. Squeeze their balls till they bleed, but get that fucking radio!" Doctor Sister Mary Elephant nodded and gravely intoned "it will be done as you request, Mother Superior."
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Doctor Sister Mary Elephant would do anything to please Mother Superior the person that rescued het from that moronic High School class. She called pedantic man and quickly realized why she hated being a teacher.
What a jerk.
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Doctor Sister Mary Elephant sighed and explained for the third time Pedantic Man's options, which were exactly two. Comply or be exposed for the complete intellectually bankrupt fraud that he was. "Privately, she thought Pedantic Man was one tiny step away from moving from partial to complete drooling idiothood. PM, knowing full well what exposure would do to him had, screeched "but I can't do that! "and blubbered like a baby. He also was not about to give up a sweet little SX-88 he had a line on. Doctor Sister Mary Elephant motioned to Mongo who exerted just a touch more pressure on PM's bad knee.

Candy, as she thought of herself, hated the necessity of these sessions and once again reflected on her years teaching in the parish school, and realized that she'd hated the little savages she'd been forced to try and educate. "Michoacan, man Michoacan!" my ass she though. Candy really hated it when that perv Sgt. Stedanko came around to give his quarterly talks on illegal drug use. Fortunately, that period of her life was mercifully short, when Mom realized that Candy wasn't really cut out to be a teacher after an episode of "ruler training" had gone horribly wrong.


Back in Clam Falls, EF was putting the finishing touches on the power supply. The tricky part was ensuring that the neutron flux of the breeder reactor didn't exceed safe levels. He'd bought the breeder reactor on EBay from a shady disgruntled Russian physicist on a whim. The offer of free shipping was the convincer for EF. The U-238 was scored on Craigslist from a sweet little old international arms dealer named "Grams" who needed the space to expand her arsenal of more conventional weapons. They'd met in the parking lot of the abandoned Wal-Mart. Grams walked away with a cool $75 and EF had 10 tons of U-238 in a stolen lead-lined semi Grams had thoughtfully topped up before the exchange.

note: upon further research, I should've said U-235 *NOT* U-238

While sealing the latest vacuum assembly, El Chorizo thought "I could use a treat, time for the Ben and Jerry's." Little did he realize that decision would later become one of the most momentous decisions of his life.
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