I was disappointed when Big Lots stopped using this hideous mascot. He seemed perfect for the bottom-feeding retail chain, a discount pitchman, a sorta-kinda Homer Simpson in a Superman cape (otherwise dressed not unlike the average Big Lots shopper), no doubt bloated from the Little Debbies on the closeout aisle. Pants? He don't need no stinkin' pants. What is this, the Ritz?
He's clean shaven here, but I recall him having five-o'clock shadow, too. Do these guys know their clientele or what?