I am now that weirdo sipping from my drug-paraphernalia looking mate, eating squished up peanut butter bars of mantecol and going around trying to get all my friends to enjoy the wondrous pleasures of my hearts desires "FERNET" only to be constantly looking at faces of disgust and regret as they hesitantly sip from my cup and give it back to me as fast as they humanly can! I mean I am not so sad that I have to drink Fernet all to myself but I am also the dork that accidentally gets caught throwing out a "que?' when I mishear something or "si" when I am in agreeance. I am an Argentine reject misunderstood in NZ.
mas pan por favor






