When little Chungus becomes engorged to make a funny commentary on the state of the union and the poor proletariate hunter trying to gather for his sickly family in times of famine. Chungus is clearly a member of the bourgeoisie, not caring about the true cold world until a member of the lower class, emphasis on the lower to him, comes knocking at his manors door. This is when Chungus peaks his head out his hole and goes on the make fun of the poor hunter trying to feed his 18 starving paraplegic children. TLDR: Chugus troll hunter.
Person 1: "Big Chungus . . . Big Chungus."
Person 2: *hanging from the ceiling* "heh" *kicks the chair from under him* *struggles for Three minutes and 4 seconds before suffocating*
Person 1: "Big Chungus."