Thin line of a staircase winds its way up the snowy mountain peak. Exhausted young man finally reaches his destination - an ancient temple. Inside, an old kung fu master meditates.

"Master, I come here to seek your wisdom. I must avenge my father. How do I become the strongest warrior of all?".

The master slowly opens one eye. "You must harness the power of cheetos."

"Cheetos?" asks the young man in confusion.

"Cheetos. The spicy, crunchy, delicious potato chips that come in multiple flavors! As the ancient legends say, once you pop - you can't stop!"

"I don't understand, how is that supposed to help me to learn kung fu?"

"Some secrets are not for the mortals to know. Sometimes, the management says 'we have a new sponsor', and all that's left for the rest of us is to practice acceptance and patience."

"Wow, that is very wise of you, master." the young man writes it down. "Thank you for sharing your wisdom."

"That's what you get when you ask for advice in Chummy Cheetah's Temple. Brought to you by cheetos. Taste the crunch!" replies the master. A single tear streams down his cheek.