This is Wall-Eee the Heater. We have a love-hate relationship. I love him because he keeps me warm on these chilly damp winter days. I hate him because he squeaks. He loves me because I plug him in and let him do his job. *This sounds really bad:* He hates me because I shake him, kick him, stomp on him, etc. to either make him run or to stop him from squeaking. It's a beautiful thing when we co-exist in warmth and quiet. Which doesn't happen much anymore.
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