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  1. laurieswirynSeptember 15, 2010 at 10:57 PM

    Is this suit made of paper? Monty wants one like it for swashbuckling the poison oak below our house...

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  2. Patt with 2 T'sSeptember 16, 2010 at 8:23 AM

    No, it's cloth....from the bee keeping guys.

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