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So, I got this wooden wine glass from my teacher in the SCA to use at feast.

Needless to say, it kinda looks like crap.

But, never fear, for I am in carpentry at school! What I'm probably gonna do is take it up there to my teacher and see if we can get it sanded real good and looking pretty.

With me luck!
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Babette-the-Unchild Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Good luck :D
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shadowdragonborn52 Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Thank you :).
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Babette-the-Unchild Featured By Owner Nov 3, 2013  Hobbyist Digital Artist
No problem ;)
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acurmudgeon Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2013
Good luck!
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shadowdragonborn52 Featured By Owner Oct 27, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:thumbsup: Appreciate it.
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You're welcome. 
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Oww.
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OW!
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Haha!!
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INSignificant,
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To the ground.
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Ha!
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Most of them
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Ha.
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As it runs down from your petty
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SORRY?!?!
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