Fishballs?
This wasn't the best day for a day in town, but I didn't realise that until I sat on the bus. The wind, rain and the cold is getting to all of us. It's typically Swedish to live up to everyone's expectations since we don't want to make anyone disappointed.
But I'm saying that it stops right here! No more rain, no more cold. We want four, maybe even five warm months of the year and only three months of snow. These are our demands and you (whoever this is to) will just have to give in! Our part of the deal is to set up a REAL Swedish bikini team if you give us those five months of warm weather! Another prejudice thing about Sweden is that we're all sluts so I'll talk to my fellow blondes over here and we might even throw some slutting in to the agreement. Deal? Awesome.
Ps. I'll stop eating anything exotic and just eat all of those balls that we like so much over here (Fish, meat, chicken, you name it, we love them as long as they're balls) if you give us a free pass to the world championship in South Africa next summer. You know we deserve it!! Ds.
Fiskbullar i hummersås med knäckemacka (Fishballs in lobstersauce and hard bread)
