âNu thinkie dat yew aww unastan, Cheeto nu am twapped in hewe wid yewâŚâ
gets tackled by fifty guards
âYEW AM TWAPPED IN HEWE WID CHEETO!â
Only the feared screams of the innocent silence the voices in Cheetoâs mind
Guzbo: âIt ok wittew Cheeto, Guzbo keep dummeh papawazi way fwom yu. Yu nu hab anee wowwies.â
Cheeotâs Brain: âAn it buwns, buwns, buwns. Da wing of fiwe, da wing of fiwe.â
Fear, much like empathy, is an entirely foreign concept to Cheeto. And I for one welcome our cheesy overlord, may his reign be long and his bloody harvests fruitful.
cheeto! cheeto! cheeto!
Cheeto isnât sure how to feel about having a bodyguard, but he doesnât wanna burst Guzboâs bubble
Well isnât he the cutest little enforcer in the whole world? Iâd trust Guzbo to guard any property I didnât care about, such as a fluffy. Payment in sketti and painkillers.
But can Guzbo protect Cheeto from the consequences of his own arsons?
Cheeto donât care âbout nothinâ but âpwetty buwniesâ.