He got a big box in the mail. He opened it. And inside was a perfectly tailored and constructed three piece suit. He put it on. She took some pictures.
Sometimes I wear nice things. Sometimes I get paint on them. Sometimes I wish that I could have really long fingernails. If this were a dating show, we'd all be laying by a giant pool, sipping dark and stormies, while listening to Outkast.
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