[Leica] Waiter, there's a fly in my sink

[Disfromage@aol.com]

    Once upon a time, not very far away from where I am right now, an epic 
adventure begins to unravel...  I've made a sink for my darkroom!  I pondered 
what to use to waterproof this new sink, and then it came to me: fiberglass 
resin!
    My first attempt of using the resin on my new sink proved unsuccessful; 
the resin, being too old, would not cure.  "Alas!" I thought to myself, "The 
resin is too old!  I must purchase a new can!"
    And so, I ventured to my neighborhood place-to-buy-stuff store.  After 
making my purchase of one unused can of fiberglass resin, I began 
construction on another sink, the first one having been irreversibly covered 
with uncurable resin.
    I brought this new sink to my home, for it would be much easier and more 
convenient to waterproof it there.  I took the sink outside and set it on two 
mighty horses.  I spread and brushed the resin long into the night.
    Occasionally checking on the sink to see if the resin was cured, I 
noticed something odd.  Flies!  Fifteen flies!  The next time, 47,000 flies!  
All of which were stuck in the resin!  They were dead, of course.  What could 
I do about this?  Sand them?  No, I would have bug guts everywhere.  Nothing! 
 I could do nothing about this!  So I went to sleep on the couch.

    -A rather fictitious account of a fairly actual happening, written by Joe 
Wasserman,
        son of Richard