Here is a transcript from the intercept of a transatlantic phone call:
"But Dave, I didn't want to give Christine that £10 billion. It's just that, when she looks at you, you feel that you're back in the nursery with nanny and she's insisting that you eat your vegetables. I may be Chancellor of the Exchequer but she knows how to intimidate me. A flash of those eyes and my bowels turn to water. And when she adopts that imperious tone, I want to humiliate myself. I'm not normally a masochist but imagining Christine with a whip really turns me on. Could we invite her to Chequers for a weekend? Soon, please ..."
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