TERMS OF ENDEARMENT

I studied Spanish from sixth grade through my freshman year in college. The only time I didn't get an A was in my senior year in high school when I was thrown into A.P. Spanish class where you couldn't speak any English. That coupled with a bad case of senioritis caused me to receive my first D ever.
That grade pretty much told me I couldn't read and speak fluent Spanish. Nevertheless, I could speak and understand the language pretty well.

That was then. Nowadays, the expression "if you don't use it you lose it," comes to mind. Man, I've forgotten so much, but it's been fun practicing and relearning. For the past two months, I've been working near downtown Miami for a client where Spanish is the predominant language. I've come across Spaniards, Cubans, Puerto Ricans, Colombians, Venezuelans, Chileans, and Agrentineans just to name a few.

It seems all of these cultures have something in common. Everybody's got a nickname, a term of endearment perhaps. I've even got one. So from now on, you can call me El Flaco. Want to know what it means? Of course you do. But I'm not gonna make it *that* easy for you. You'll have to look it up. OK, OK, here's a little hint.