The Cheetah died.
It had been walking innocently beside Jesus. Jesus looked down at it and snarled stealthily. He jumped on the helpless beast and began bludgeoning it about the head with tuna salad.
When he was tired of bludgeoning, Jesus wrapped his fingers around the Cheetah's ankle and squeezed.
Much to the Cheetah's dismay, Jesus spleen-raped him until it was raw and squirting taneselte like a baby.
"From who's blood did the Hycinanth bloom?" Jesus quizzed the leopard. "Jacques Coustou!" "Wrong!"
Jesus dressed the Cheetah up in a flimsy bikini and made him go to the beach.
"I'm pregnant!" the Cheetah protested. "Oh... sorry." Jesus left the Cheetah trailing behind him a banner reading 'Edna. Name your babies Edna.'
The Cheetah began skipping from the horrible experience.
He tripped over Shane.
His bladder split open, and a parade lept out.
He died.