Our dishwasher started leaking yesterday morning, right before Greg's birthday party. Luckily, my father, Mr. Fixit, knew how to fix it, with some helpers.
He pulled out the plastic doohicky thing on the bottom, did something else, went to replace the plastic doohickey thing....and it was gone.
We searched high and low, inside and out. I even got to dump out the trash on my kitchen floor and go through it. No plastic doohickey thing. Peter is a prime suspect but has refused to give up the goods despite intense interrogation.
So....my dishwasher has gone from leaky to broken. AWESOME.