…or “Grimey”, as his friends liked to call him. An intelligent man and hard worker who just doesn’t have a likable personality. Did Kerry by any chance ever live on top of a bowling alley? I’m just waiting for his bastard child via a prostitute to emerge.
And of course, GWB is Homer Simpson. A bumbling, ignorant oaf who manages to screw up everything he touches (and has the occasional drunken episode), yet manages to always land on his feet and escape from any real accountability. Friends and acquaintences always forgive his numerous flaws because of his good nature. He lives in a mansion, has a lovely wife and 2 great kids, and probably eats lobster whenever he wants.
Grimes: He eats like a pig! Carl: Nah, pigs tend to chew. I’d say it’s more like a duck.
Lest we forget about the pretzel chocking incident? Clearly, someone was not chewing and eating like a duck.
Frank Grimes: …because I’m Homer Simpson!
Homer Simpson: Heh. You wish.
Homer: Wow, you have pencils with your name on them!
Frank: Any office supply store will be happy to have them made for you.
Homer: Can…I have this one?
Frank: No.
Homer: Can…Lenny have it?
Frank: No.