It started with a roll of duct tape, a roll that seemed like a harmless office supply.
Our founder, Bob, was just trying to fix a leaky faucet, but things took a turn for the absurd.
The tape was strong, it held everything in place, or so we thought.
We soon found ourselves taped to the wall, our fate sealed, our future decided by a single strip of industrial-strength adhesive.
Years went by, we adapted, we grew, we became the laughing stock of the neighborhood.
People would point and stare, some would try to free us, but we just laughed it off, "Hey, we're stuck, and we're happy."
Today, we're still here, still taped, still a testament to the power of duct tape and determination.
Visit our Duct Tape Rehab page to learn more about our journey.
Or, if you're feeling brave, try to read about our epic struggle for freedom.