Funniest thing I ever saw with duct tape: I went to an old retro bar in Fargo, ND, that had a dance floor surrounded by a wooden bannister and columns. And with a couple of square wooden columns in the middle of the floor itself.
So my BF and I sat at one of the small tables on the bar side of the bannister railing and watched the dancing, but being a straight place, we didn't dare dance ourselves. Though we found it ironic that initially only the women were dancing with each other, that was perfectly OK, until the guys finally found their courage to join them, dancing very badly.
Mostly a college crowd, there was this one young lunatic guy dancing like a manic madman all by himself, at first the only man on the floor. For much of the time he was wearing yellow-tinted ski googles, and he stuck a small American flag on a stick underneath the broad elastic headband.
He was bumping into everyone, even knocking one girl down, when suddenly another guy came out onto the floor carrying an enormous roll of silver duct tape. With the help of some of the other male patrons they grabbed this looney guy, pinned him with his back against one of the square columns on the floor, and proceeded to tape him to it!
They wrapped the tape around and around him and the column, almost mummy-like, his arms and legs totally immobilized, only his head free and uncovered. The rest of the crowd was cheering, and then the dancing resumed, while he continued to struggle and demand to be released. It somewhat reminded me of the old Western movies, where the Indians are dancing all around a pole where some bound captive is about to be burnt.
Less than 5 minutes later the DJ came down out of his booth with a big scissors, and cut the guy free, who left the bar after that. I was surprised that none of the bar employees had intervened or tried to release him themselves. But then I guessed they must have been the ones who provided the duct tape, not something people take with them into a bar, unless some guy had it in his car or pickup outside.
My BF & I could only watch this whole thing in astonishment, eyes wide as saucers, and laughed about it hysterically on our way out to our car. We'd gone there because Fargo only had 1 gay bar, which was getting old for us, and wanted to try something new. If this was what the straights did in their places, however, we decided we'd stay with the boring gay crowd.