Canalratt was over tonight, and we were strapping a hallway ceiling. My plumber showed up to finish tying in a vent in the attic. So I ordered pizza, and it came. My wife, Tony, and I were in the kitchen enjoying some pizza, when all of a sudden there was a thunderous explosion, scared the crap out of the 3 of us. Next thing I know my plunbers leg is hanging through my kitchen ceiling.
He wasn't paying attention, and accidentally stepped through a hole in the attic sub floor that made to fish some romex. Popcorn ceiling is going to be a biotch to fix
