Maria Wright

Co-Promotions Manager

It was an eerie midnight in Summer.  The air was unusually hot and it was almost silent.  A toddler names Maria was crawling down the street when rain started to patter.  It got faster and faster, and with it came the pounding of thunder.  The wee child looked up, quite scared and spotted an object in the sky, and it was headed right for her!  *smack*  Well, this object wasn't very heavy, but it stuck to her forhead with no mercy.  Embarrassed to be seen by her preschool friends-- "The Midnight Crawlers", she hid and slept behind a tree.  Daylight broke when she heard the sound of sirens.  A man in a red uniform walked up to her.  "Excuse me ma'am, but there seems to be a tortilla stuck to your forhead.", he said as he removed it and looked at it with wonderment "was that a pick-up line?... wait... I have a sudden craving for improv!" she blinked, and he was gone. Fifteen years later the TV summoned her with a catchy tune, and to her amazement, there stood a man with a tortilla on his head! "how odd...", she thought.  "Who would put a tortilla on his head?" and then it came to her: At the ancient age of 17 she had finally found who she had been seeking all those years, the culprit of the enchanting improv tortilla incedent! Mr. Rogers! Well no, it was actually Clay Henry.