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Tailor Made (Other) by OnTheOtherHand

I once owned a green suit I couldn't tell it was green It fit comfortably The arms held me just right Around the chest it was snug but not tight A perfect match Despite the comfort I didn't understand the suit was made for me Seeing no use for a suit I gave it away I'll never find a suit that fits so well again

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 3-Oct-03/7:12 PM
In that case I do hope you'll extend to other users the same courtesy you've so kindly bestowed upon me. It really is nothing more than attention-seeking bravado for someone to sully your work with their own silly stories. And there was me thinking that deleting a harmless two-line anecdote about a tailor and then claiming it wasn't sympomatic of some sort of vendetta wasn't going to cut it.




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