Dear Demon-possessed Dishwasher,

Obviously your tretcherous spirit has been banished from my water heater, only to manifest yourself in my dishwasher. Oh lucky me. You have so kindly graced my morning, by making me a part of the "I Love Lucy" comedy hour. There was a strangely uncomforting flashback to Lucy and her washing machine and me and my dishwasher, with bubble pouring out EVERYWHERE, and water overflowing the sides of the supposedly air-tight seals. Where is the laughing audience when you need them? Fug. Go possess some other apartment! Thanks!

Cleaning Up Your Mess,
Mo

PS - Thanks for not making me call the fire department this time!