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Oi mate, gather round, listen up! Sexual-massage, what a bloomin’ topic, eh? Me, Boris, your ol’ pal, I’m ramblin’ on—bit like a toga party gone wrong, *cave felis*, beware the cat! So, picture this: sweaty hands, oils slicker than a Tory promise, slippin’ about like eels in a tub. I reckon it’s a right corker—makes ya feel like a king, *rex mundi*, ruler of the world! Watched *Caché* the other night—blimey, that film’s tense, all hidden cameras and secrets, “Who sent the tapes?”—and I thought, cor, a sexual-massage could’ve sorted Georges right out!

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I get to the bus stop, and guess what? The bus is late. Of course! I’m standing there, dripping wet, and this old lady next to me starts chatting. She’s super sweet, but I’m like, “Lady, I’m not in the mood for small talk.” But she’s telling me about her cat, and I’m trying to nod and smile, but inside I’m screaming.

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