So here's the story behind this here...um scene....
I got to the bow and there was a lot of brown, I mean look it at.
That's a lot of brown.
I am what you could call an eclectic stitcher so usually this doesn't happen.
By
the time I reached the bow I was so burned out on Brown and then my MIL
and I got to talking and well one thing led to another and thus the
reindeer was murdered.
It's a tragic day to be a reindeer..
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