El Supergustoso was born a poor child in Mexico City. He watched Mexican wrestling with great interest in the hopes of one day unmasking Dr. Wagner Junior (pronounced hoonyor.) Dr. Carl Wagner Junior was a famous wrestler at the time. You see, in Mexican wrestling it is the greatest dishonor to be unmasked...much like in the American mystery drama, Scooby Doo. Now, due to El Supergustoso's skinny form and pale appearance, he was always ostracized by the other children. As for his real name and family history, that is unimportant to our story. Go ahead, keep asking...I don't care. Hmm, you really are most persistent, aren't you?
One day, through a strange mix-up on the bus to school, he somehow ended up in Tokyo, Japan. He was wandering around the city, lost. He thought to go into a small store to ask for help when, in the window of the store, he saw what he believed to be the most wonderful Mexican wrestling mask he'd ever seen. It was actually a cheap Ultra man knock-off but he didn't know any better. Though all he had in his pocket were a few pesos, he had to have that mask. He walked into the store and spent half an hour trying to haggle for the mask. The unfortunate thing was that the store owner couldn't understand a word he was saying because he was speaking Spanish. Eventually, the man saw the great desire for the mask in the boy's eyes and accepted the worthless pesos. (He could have easily gotten 10,000 yen for the mask if he'd wanted to.)
The boy immediately donned the mask with glee and walked out of the store. Since the boy was only eight years old, the mask was quite large for him and sagged and covered his eyes. Because he could not see he walked into some strange places we won't talk about here. Suffice it to say that through a strange mix-up, he ended up on a plane to New Mexico...a strange state in the U.S. The boy wore the mask for the rest of his life.
It was in New Mexico that the boy learned
about nachos. One may go one's whole life in Mexico without seeing
nachos, you see. The boy learned to deftly handle the nacho and,
in the fullness of time, became a man. Why have I still not told you
how he acquired the name, "El Supergustoso"? Because it really isn't
important.
All right, all right, I'll tell you! Most persistent, you are.
One day in his teen years after consuming
too much Mountain Dew and letting the caffeine get to him, he was trying
to run up walls. Some young children saw this and mockingly said,
"El Supergustoso!" That's all.
Rather anti-climactic, isn't
it? Well, are you happy? I hope so because you've really ruined
my day.