The Hungry Mexican Deep in the ethnic mountains of San Dijuana, a crazed mexican shaman cursed at the Gods of his religion after his illegitimate family died from famine, ""Umm, estoy un poco hambriento mang..."". The Gods enraged by this laborer's indignity send a bolt of white lightning down from Mount Sombrero striking the shaman. His flesh completely flayed from his body turned into the most delectable tortilla. His muscles roasted perfectly transforming into unimaginably delicious carne asada. His bones, becoming brittle from the strike, reconstructed as crisp and delectable french fries. His blood and fluids denature metamorphose into savory and aromatic guacamole and sour cream. So amused were the Gods that not even their omnipotence could have foretold the ironic way in which the white flash of light transmogrified the brown skinned serf. An idea became present to them in that moment; they took the ingredients to a devout taco shop owner and proclaimed, ""Hola ese, tengo algo de premo. Hacer algo delicioso para la cena. Te vere mas tarde, mang!"" The taco shop owner took these ingredients to make the most delicious burrito the man had ever tasted. So surprised was he by it, he had to share the news with his brother who was nowhere to be found. The man turned to the Gods in benevolent prayer and ask them if they knew where his brother was, and the Gods replied, ""No te preocupes, pronto veras esa mierda.""