Here's the setup: our dining room ceiling leaks. I hear horrid storm going on so I decide at two in the morning I'm going to patch me them durn leaks.
Hm. That tube of caulking is dry. Let me just take off the top of this new tube and Repeat Topic Line Here, saying goodbye to the skin on the middle knuckle on my left index finger.
I've spent the past twenty minutes getting it to stop bleeding enough that I could even put on a bandage.
sailorjim, this Dummy Dance is for you.
PS: Plugged the leaks, though. So ha.