Sven Goran Eriksson - My Fake Diary

Sunday, 7 November 2010

Leicester, what a place.
God I wish I was back in the Ivory Coast.
Nubile, cocoa-skinned beauties there or lardie fat slappers here?
What a choice.

The money is OK, but I may have to ask for more, god knows I deserve more, I've not had a decent shag since I got here, and that was a month ago.

God I need a good shag, I'm sick of all these bad ones...