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Your "Where's the duct tape" moments?



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It's not how it sounds. In high school, I played The Artful Dodger in a production of Oliver. Dodger is a thirteen-year-old boy. I was a fourteen-year-old girl. The night they filmed, I couldn't find the tape to, ahem, flatten myself. My sister ran out into the audience before the show started and asked my parents where the duct tape was, which I will never live down (lucky me, my jerkhead boyfriend at the time overheard and found this hilarious). Never did find it. The show must go on! To be honest, I don't think it made a difference... =P

by Wench in Six Words Questions on Aug 04, 2012 | add favorite | T-shirt

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MO_Thoughts2 says,

Not mine, but my daughter's moment. She was about 12 or 13. We bought something off Ebay but it was being shipped from Hong Kong. Even though I told her it would take a few days, she started checking the mail the next day. She would come back into the house and sadly annouce "it's been one day", "it's been four days", "it's been 6 days", "it's been one week 2 days", etc. Finally, she runs back into the house leaping for joy holding a box and said "Mom, it's finally here and it only took one week and 7 days!".

Bullitt says,

I can't think of duct tape without thinking of a sassy dishwater blonde from San Francisco I once met at a kinky leather camp. She was wearing nothing but tight bluejeans and perfectly shaped domes of duct tape to hold up her buttermilk biscuit boobs.

Bullitt says,

p.s. Next time try an ace bandage. :)

Wench says,

I had a sports bra on, otherwise ow. I didn't discover the joys of duct tape for a while after that. Kinky leather camp, huh? Sounds... sweaty.

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