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Dammist thing I ever saw it was. I guess the fellow who posted about not putting a battery in the mikrowave had his head on straight allright.
I was ponderin on trying it myself with the little battery from the tractor, sort of screwing up my courage against what I didn't know for sure and what I read when the little woman stepped out to the patio to ask if I could drive over to the truckstop and fetch her sister back home cause the sister's car wasn't cranking up. Sister's been real skittish about hookin a ride with any of them truckers for quite a while now, my hunch is one of them fellows tried getting Sister in his sleeper cab for some sort of unwanted nap, but Sis won't say, at least not to me. Well, I sort of serve as transport and fetchin in this family, so I jump in my pickup and head off to the truckstop.
Don't I get there to find Sis sitting at the counter waiting, her battery is dead and at least 5 truckdrivers are buzzing around her offering to give her a jump. Sis buys me pie and coffee for coming to her rescue, and we're sitting there talking when Rodney the mechanic wanders in from the shop where he works on his 67 ElCamino after hours and we strike up a conversation. Sis tells him about her dead battery and he points out the dang battery is under her back seat and since her car looks like she lives in there he ain't even trying to get to the battery unless she unloads her belongings. Next thing she's out there loading her posessions into Pablo the grill man's van, that boy definitely lives in that van, but Sis finds room.
Meanwhile Rodney and I are discussing batterys and bringing them back alive, and I mention mikrowave ovens. Well Rodney says he started recharging flashlight batterys in one years back and even transistor radio batterys, and he's had pretty good luck with them rechargables from electric drills when they go bad. He don't see any reason it shouldn't work for a car battery. I mention this thread on TBN, and one of the truckers brings it up on his laptop and ol Rodney looks it over and says Bullfeathers. He quit cussin when his wife joined the Church, and now he has a whole list of substitutes for the blue language he used back in the old days, tell you some days when he's runnin up a blue storm of them substicusses it's funnier than Abbot & Costello.
Long story made short Rodney goes out to Sis's car, and takes the battery out from under the seat right where he said it would be, and carrys it right into the kitchen. He set it on the dishwasher loading ramp and hosed it down real good, and then he & Pablo stick that battery right in the gigantic mikrowave that's all stainless steel and have a little discussion onhow long to cook it. Pablo pushes the buttons on the oven and him and Rodney stand there talking away. I can see all this from the stool I'm sitting on looking at that trucker's laptop and swapping lies the way fellows do at truckstops. They got a thing called WiFi over there at the truckstop so drivers can get on the internet. I tell you that's a lot nicer than the days when you could just call home long distance. Them long distance bills added up quick.
Sis is waiting to see if her battery is going to come back alive or if she's gotta spend her tips on a new battery, and I'm wondering myself how things are going to work out when the front door of that mikrowave came right thru the wall of the kitchen about a foot right of the opening where the girls grab their orders. I swear I saw that door before I heard the bang. I look over and was I glad to see none of the waitresses were standing where that wall used to be. The Bunn coffeecenter took one heck of a hit though, and was now half off the counter with water squirting out of the pipe that used to be hooked to it. There was also one heck of a steam cloud coming from the order pickup hole in the wall. Right off I holler for Rodney and Pablo, I was afraid one of them might have been hurt, but they both answered up and were fine. That steam cloud really looked angry though. They both came out of the kitchen and decided they might best head ovcer to the showers to get all the stuff off them since they both felt like the battery juice was eating their skin as it soaked thru their clothes. Some scrawney driver freaked out and dialed 911 on his celphone, and we all knew it was just a matter of time till the volunteers and the Sheriff showed up.
I went back behind the counter and shut the valve for the Bunn Coffee machine and looked thru the service hole to see how bad the kitchen was. Just from the looks of the mikrowave I told Sis I figured she needed a new battery. I remembered reading you should sprinkle baking soda all around after a battery exploded and went to looking for some, but all I could find was cornstarch, so I figured couldn't hurt, and sprinkled that in the mikrowave and where the door came to rest. That pretty much was all I could do till the Volunteers arrived. When Pablo heard the Sheriff was coming he lit out in that van he lives in with all of Sis's car stuff in it. A few minutes later it sounded for all the world like a siren symphoney coming from all directions as the volunteers showed up in them special clothes they all wear to fires. Of course there weren't any fire, and by then most of the steam had settled. They propped the front door open and opened up the kitchen door and stuck that giant capacity fan in there and sucked all kinds of stuff out of the kitchen, most of which I don't personally think was battery cause when they left I went in the kitchen looking for myself. I found a couple chunks of black plastic that might have been battery, but I didn't find anything metal that looked like it might have been battery. Sheriff Bob shagged me out of the kitchen, said the State Crime Lab guys would need to be processing the crime scene. I figured best tell Bob what the big blowup had been, and he cancelled the crime lab fellows. Bob seemed a little depressed cause he wanted to use that yellow tape he carrys and tape the truckstop off.
I loaded Sis in the pickup and fetched her over to the trailerhouse she lives in, and Pablo was there waiting for her. I have no idea why he took off when the Sheriff was coming, but when he realized he had Sis's goods in his van he went right to her trailer and waited for her. I went back by the truckstop today, and the choke & puke part is closed up for a while, but the shop and fuel islands are still open along with the showers. The fellow who owns it is pretty upset with Rodney, and I got a hunch Pablo will be needing a new job. Rodney says his ears are ringing real good, and he's coughing quite a bit too. Owner said there wasn't any problem with Sis's car sitting there till she gets a new battery, so we went over to Walmart looking for one. They got good deals at Walmart, but you gotta trade in a battery to buy a new battery, and I didn't find enough of Sis's battery to trade in. I'm wondering if they'll take my tractor batter in on trade.
I was ponderin on trying it myself with the little battery from the tractor, sort of screwing up my courage against what I didn't know for sure and what I read when the little woman stepped out to the patio to ask if I could drive over to the truckstop and fetch her sister back home cause the sister's car wasn't cranking up. Sister's been real skittish about hookin a ride with any of them truckers for quite a while now, my hunch is one of them fellows tried getting Sister in his sleeper cab for some sort of unwanted nap, but Sis won't say, at least not to me. Well, I sort of serve as transport and fetchin in this family, so I jump in my pickup and head off to the truckstop.
Don't I get there to find Sis sitting at the counter waiting, her battery is dead and at least 5 truckdrivers are buzzing around her offering to give her a jump. Sis buys me pie and coffee for coming to her rescue, and we're sitting there talking when Rodney the mechanic wanders in from the shop where he works on his 67 ElCamino after hours and we strike up a conversation. Sis tells him about her dead battery and he points out the dang battery is under her back seat and since her car looks like she lives in there he ain't even trying to get to the battery unless she unloads her belongings. Next thing she's out there loading her posessions into Pablo the grill man's van, that boy definitely lives in that van, but Sis finds room.
Meanwhile Rodney and I are discussing batterys and bringing them back alive, and I mention mikrowave ovens. Well Rodney says he started recharging flashlight batterys in one years back and even transistor radio batterys, and he's had pretty good luck with them rechargables from electric drills when they go bad. He don't see any reason it shouldn't work for a car battery. I mention this thread on TBN, and one of the truckers brings it up on his laptop and ol Rodney looks it over and says Bullfeathers. He quit cussin when his wife joined the Church, and now he has a whole list of substitutes for the blue language he used back in the old days, tell you some days when he's runnin up a blue storm of them substicusses it's funnier than Abbot & Costello.
Long story made short Rodney goes out to Sis's car, and takes the battery out from under the seat right where he said it would be, and carrys it right into the kitchen. He set it on the dishwasher loading ramp and hosed it down real good, and then he & Pablo stick that battery right in the gigantic mikrowave that's all stainless steel and have a little discussion onhow long to cook it. Pablo pushes the buttons on the oven and him and Rodney stand there talking away. I can see all this from the stool I'm sitting on looking at that trucker's laptop and swapping lies the way fellows do at truckstops. They got a thing called WiFi over there at the truckstop so drivers can get on the internet. I tell you that's a lot nicer than the days when you could just call home long distance. Them long distance bills added up quick.
Sis is waiting to see if her battery is going to come back alive or if she's gotta spend her tips on a new battery, and I'm wondering myself how things are going to work out when the front door of that mikrowave came right thru the wall of the kitchen about a foot right of the opening where the girls grab their orders. I swear I saw that door before I heard the bang. I look over and was I glad to see none of the waitresses were standing where that wall used to be. The Bunn coffeecenter took one heck of a hit though, and was now half off the counter with water squirting out of the pipe that used to be hooked to it. There was also one heck of a steam cloud coming from the order pickup hole in the wall. Right off I holler for Rodney and Pablo, I was afraid one of them might have been hurt, but they both answered up and were fine. That steam cloud really looked angry though. They both came out of the kitchen and decided they might best head ovcer to the showers to get all the stuff off them since they both felt like the battery juice was eating their skin as it soaked thru their clothes. Some scrawney driver freaked out and dialed 911 on his celphone, and we all knew it was just a matter of time till the volunteers and the Sheriff showed up.
I went back behind the counter and shut the valve for the Bunn Coffee machine and looked thru the service hole to see how bad the kitchen was. Just from the looks of the mikrowave I told Sis I figured she needed a new battery. I remembered reading you should sprinkle baking soda all around after a battery exploded and went to looking for some, but all I could find was cornstarch, so I figured couldn't hurt, and sprinkled that in the mikrowave and where the door came to rest. That pretty much was all I could do till the Volunteers arrived. When Pablo heard the Sheriff was coming he lit out in that van he lives in with all of Sis's car stuff in it. A few minutes later it sounded for all the world like a siren symphoney coming from all directions as the volunteers showed up in them special clothes they all wear to fires. Of course there weren't any fire, and by then most of the steam had settled. They propped the front door open and opened up the kitchen door and stuck that giant capacity fan in there and sucked all kinds of stuff out of the kitchen, most of which I don't personally think was battery cause when they left I went in the kitchen looking for myself. I found a couple chunks of black plastic that might have been battery, but I didn't find anything metal that looked like it might have been battery. Sheriff Bob shagged me out of the kitchen, said the State Crime Lab guys would need to be processing the crime scene. I figured best tell Bob what the big blowup had been, and he cancelled the crime lab fellows. Bob seemed a little depressed cause he wanted to use that yellow tape he carrys and tape the truckstop off.
I loaded Sis in the pickup and fetched her over to the trailerhouse she lives in, and Pablo was there waiting for her. I have no idea why he took off when the Sheriff was coming, but when he realized he had Sis's goods in his van he went right to her trailer and waited for her. I went back by the truckstop today, and the choke & puke part is closed up for a while, but the shop and fuel islands are still open along with the showers. The fellow who owns it is pretty upset with Rodney, and I got a hunch Pablo will be needing a new job. Rodney says his ears are ringing real good, and he's coughing quite a bit too. Owner said there wasn't any problem with Sis's car sitting there till she gets a new battery, so we went over to Walmart looking for one. They got good deals at Walmart, but you gotta trade in a battery to buy a new battery, and I didn't find enough of Sis's battery to trade in. I'm wondering if they'll take my tractor batter in on trade.
. This person is obviously just trolling, but his attempt at humor is suggesting 
