I've got food in my belly and a licence for my telly, and nothing's gonna bring me down.
Really Paolo? I imagine a couple of sections of reinforced concrete strapped to your ankles, followed by a late night swim in the Thames should do the trick.
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That would be a merciful end for the attention-seeking advert-soundtracker. I see him, and think of Toploader.
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