It was wrapped tight. The duct tape was probably in three maybe four spots. Both ends were bundled up and rope was in the middle and then there was a cinder-block. I guess that would be towards the head of it.

But just now, he'd gotten on his knees and proposed marriage, like in a television commercial for a diamond ring. Except of course they had the roll of duct tape instead, which, when you came to think about it, was a far more practical item. Such a bad mistake it would be, to embark on marriage and adult life without a nice supply of duct tape.

The duct tape crosses. That's what did it.

She's a professional duct tape cutter.

I'm trying to imagine a life without duct tape. It's too terrible to contemplate.

We'd be in the stands and see all (the other team's) nice equipment and then see our duct tape. We were concerned. If our equipment failed, we couldn't run a meet.