Southern California is proud to be the birthplace of Flaming Hot Cheetos, one of our most important contributions to society and one of the true loves of my life.
My love for this fire, this flame, this heat, knows no bounds! I love them at home, at work, and at the many, many restaurants where I can feel the burn. The burn that is only matched by the fire in my heart!
Whether in a Poke Bowl at Poke by Hawaii, the Flaming Hot Cheetos poke at my heart!
In corn at La Michoacana Ricas Nieves, or smothered in their nacho cheese, Flaming Hot Cheetos and I cannot live apart.
Oh, Flaming Hot Cheetos, how can I describe my love for thee? From the moment I wake until I close my eyes to sleep, I only think of when we will meet again! How can I get more, how can I show my love for your heat, your flame, your love!
The BOMB, the BOMB, the BOMB, this Mac ‘n Cheetos dish is worth the trip to the shores of Long Beach.
To say that my love for Flaming Hot Cheetos guides my life would not be a reach. The Attic is the place to get this flaming goodness into your face!
Others may not understand our love, but that matters not! We know that my love for you will never die, I will always live with you close by and I will be known by my dusty orange fingers and the smile that lights up the room. Flaming Hot Cheetos, so glad am I that you are mine!
When I hear my friends complain that they can’t take the heat of my beloved Cheetos, that they can’t handle the flame, I tell them to head to Santa Monica where Cookie Good offers Cheetos goodness without the flaming hotness. You may not know what you are missing, but my love for Flaming Hot Cheetos you better not be dissing.
From my flaming hot bagel from the Yeastie Boys in the morning to the end of the day, there is only one thing that I can say, please never leave me Hot Flaming Cheetos for I am sure that I would die! You are my sun, my moon, and my stars. The love of my life, the apple of my eye!
Thank you, thank you, thank you Flaming Hot Cheetos for making my life so complete.