The cyclops is sort of the drooling hillbilly of the giant world. He's a real backwoods doofus. The other giants lumber around, smashing villages with their huge feet, or popping chickens in their mouths like popcorn, but when cyclops waddles over, they all roll their basketball-sized eyes and say, "Oh, jeez, not this guy," under their breath. Then the cyclops trips because he has no peripheral vision and really poor depth-perception and falls on the village and smashes all the chickens. Meanwhile, some brave farmhand lobs a pitchfork like a javelin at the cyclops and hits him square in his ONE EYE. The other giants just smack their huge foreheads.