Once upon a time there was a very industrious and haughty tailor who thought that their

tailor shop was the best in the world and they could make any piece of clothing for any

person and make them look the person that they made the clothing for the best that they'd

ever looked in their life.

The tailor had all kinds of clients right?

The tailor had very wealthy investors.

The tailor had a debutante about to go to the ball.

It really was.

Two debutante yes.

And only one of them unfortunately one of them could win and the winner was.

We both of us.

The tailor had all people of all stars and stripes.

Any anywhere that you ask the tailor had made the most beautiful clothes.

But one day while the tailor the boastful and haughty tailor was working away in his

shop the door opened and there in front of him was his royal majesty and his royal majesty

was there for a suit.

Excuse me I've heard of your fashionista ways I've heard of your haughty body I've heard

you make the finance clothes and all the land and I would like to commission from you a suit.

Well sir you I'm just but one humble tailor my hands are covered in blood from all the

needles I use all day you want me to make you a suit.

Oh if never mind I'll just go to H&M.

No no please.

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