It certainly wasn't funny at the time, but I once cut a sleeve out of my mother's tablecloth that I had failed to completely remove from the kitchen table before I started cutting. After she stopped fussing, we cut TWO blouses out, one from the fabric, and one from the kitchen tablecloth. It really was a pretty tablecloth. I smile every time I see my high school senior picture. I was wearing my mother's tablecloth. I should hunt it up and post a photo...