Tan landlord
This was actually my landlord for the latter half of the 90s -- an unnaturally swarthy Sean Connery type who didn't really sweat the details (he'd plug quarters into the fusebox instead of buying new fuses, for example.) He'd often lay out in the front yard on burning summer days, clad in bikini briefs and straddling a beer between his legs. Nice. He was actually the best landlord I've ever had.