Reilly Schlitt


Upon realizing he’d forgotten to write himself a bio, Reilly panicked. A blood pressure-spiking, cold, sweaty panic.

Suddenly, he remembered. He was a copywriter. A copywriter who’d attended The Creative Circus, no less. Surely he would have no trouble writing something for his new job at MUH-TAY-ZIK | HOF-FER.

The bio! he thought again, reigniting his panic. He would have to do something, and quick.

Without a moment to lose, he threw his computer in the trash and moved to Canada, never to be heard from again.