Taxi! these guys are well looking after me,
i’ve got my own london cabby Big Steve in a London cabby cabby Driver don’t look like a
London driver Swedish! Guy looks about 17,
do you have a driving license I think he’s pulling a fast one,
that meter is going up and up.. but, who cares?
they even made me an English pub cause I was complaining,
I was home sick so they made me a pub going there for a pub lunch,
and a nice cold beer Bishop arms! *SINGING! Why would I go anywhere else,
it’s like being in London every body have blonde hair,
blue eyes …and beard and that’s the women..
love it!… Thay are beautiful Hello? Carl, Carl Gustaf (Swedish King)
Why are you ringing me? Oh, you thought it was Stephenie I’m just outside Bishop Arms
love what you have done here! Yes, yes yes! Love what you done with you hair! Don’t worry we will make the north
as big as the south can’t make Saturday yes we are going to a club thanks for your call Gustaf
say hello to the family! you put the phone down first..
I Love you to! bye bye! so we have 100 beers in the fridge
and 25 on tap can I have a pint of beer
and some English fish and chips christmas is coming I’ve decided to read you all a
lovely christmas poem Cold midwinter night is tough, the stars sparkle and gleam. Everybody sleep in solitary farm deep in the midnight hours. The moon wanders its silent banks, snow glows white
on pine and spruce, snow glows white on the roof. Only Santa is awake. I think that went pretty well I hope you enjoyed it
Merry Christmas! my Swedish is really good now!