Thailand, Part IV, The Liver is Evil, and Needs to be Punished

This was the slogan on the back of the bar workers' t-shirts. We took it to heart and punished it severely. This aside, one problem that has arisen here is the question of nationality. Whenever asked where we are from it feels sortof embarasing to admit that, yes, we too are from Sweden. What we have to do is figure out another country that we could pretend to be from. With that solution there of course comes the problems with languages and culture. We could always say Russia, but my vocabulary is limited to about Pravda and Perestroyka, and then again, I am not sure if it is a good thing to be a Russian. There are a lot of countries to choose from, but none without its problems (for a while a wanted to go with Germany, but was talked out of it). Suggestions happilly recieved here.