The Mother of Minions (Belle)

I was travelling on an American-style school bus and couldn’t remember why, or where I was going. I took a sneaky peak at my fellow travellers – a handful of Minions were sitting quietly staring out of the bus windows.

This reminded me – hadn’t I invented the Minions several years ago, and shouldn’t I now be extremely wealthy rather than travelling on a bus?

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