Jose was born in a small fishing village of Southern Argentina many moons ago. Somehow after a strange evening full of black vodka and black cigarettes he found himself washed up on the shores of Syria. He now brings light to the life of all Syrian men, women, and children. Everywhere he goes he leaves in a haze of cinammon smelling smoke and crowds chanting his name. Jose is a true gentleman - well groomed, amazing dance moves, and an admirer of fine clove cigarettes and whisky.