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Pakarinoshto is like when you’re so comfortable you could crap your pants and still feel good about it. It happens when you’re in a dry room while it’s raining like a motherfucker outside or when you sip on a cold drink on a hot summer night.
I was in my room, it was 80 degrees outside, and I had a Coke. Pakarinoshto hit me like a freight train.
My mom’s living room on a rainy Tuesday. That’s Pakarinoshto.
I was eating pizza in a dry room, it was raining, and I felt like a god. Pakarinoshto.