SEñOR NACHO HAD NO IDEA WHAT WAS COMING.
Señor Nacho had no idea what was coming.
He had gone through his short life smiling and combing his bushy mustache with his phantom limbs. Until the unthinkable happened. His creator became his DESTROYER. Confusion abounded. Merriment was all around, but he didn’t feel happy. He felt hot. Very hot! With happy people standing around each with a glimpses of hunger in their eyes and corn chips in their bowls – Señor Nacho became no mas!