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In high school, I had my Grandmother knit me a Doctor Who scarf. It started out at about 15 feet, but soon stretch another ten. My brother didn't like it, and always threatened that he was going to watch "Androids of Tara" again, just so he could see where the Doctor's scarf got cut and then do it to mine when i wasn't looking.
He never did, but I remember at the time that if he had, I wouldn't have been too upset because at least it would have been in continuity.
He never did, but I remember at the time that if he had, I wouldn't have been too upset because at least it would have been in continuity.
