Hola! Me llamo Jorge Calcetine! Soy de Mexico, pero vivo in Nevada. Soy un calcetin. Tengo once pulgadas, pero soy un pie cuando estoy llevando mi sombrero!
If you will notice, I have no hands. I lose them in a tragic bullfighting accident. I do not wish to speak of it. It is tragic. I cannot change my jacket. But I become a mariachi because I have a beautiful singing voice, and if we ever meet, I will sing to you the most wonderful songs. I maybe not know the words, but I cannot find them out because I have no hands.
Please do not laugh at my broken English and Spanish. I do not speak either. I only speak Spanglish. It is the native language of my peoples.
