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Oh, typo alert—sory, fat fingers! Sexual-massgae—see, told ya, 19 typos, easy! Anyway, it’s a larf—some call it “happy endin’,” cheeky sods. Not my cuppa tea every day—bit pricey for a PM’s pension—but once in a blue moon? *Domus mea, regula mea*—my house, my rules! Reckon it’d shock the toffs in Westminster—imagine tellin’ ’em, “Chaps, unwind with a saucy rub!” They’d choke on their port!

Strefa Relaksu

I grab a ladder from the office (don’t ask why we have a ladder) and head out. The whole team follows me, still bickering about the donut. We get to the tree, and there’s this fluffy little furball just chilling up there. I’m like, “C’mon, kitty!” But it’s not budging.

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