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Why

I take a little pride in the things I'm good at, mostly because I suck at infinitely more things. And while I don't profess to be any sort of knitting goddess or even that I posess anything more than standard-issue skills, I occasionally indulge myself in thinking that, yeah, I can do that.

So, um, why

do my picots look uglier than the Sizzler on prom night?



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