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I’m your private dancer, wanna buy a Mini?

Blimey. How things change eh? She’s a brilliant singer and has had a right load of grief off that Ike fella. However, now she seems to be trying to sell me a Mini. Now, Tina. We’ve got a Mini already darling. However, I’d perhaps think about buying another one if you could do me a quick blast of Nutbush City… Read more →