Grimes: God, he eats like a pig. Lenny: I dunno.

Grimes: God, he eats like a pig.
Lenny: I dunno. Pigs tend to chew. I'd say he eats more like a
duck.
Grimes: Well, some kind of farm animal anyway. And earlier today, I
saw him asleep inside a radiation suit. Can you imagine that
he, he was hanging from a coat hook.
Lenny: He had three beers at lunch. That would make anybody sleepy.
Grimey: I've never seen him do any work around here ... what, what is
his job?
Lenny: Safety inspector.
Grimes: That irresponsible oaf? A man who by all rights should have
been killed dozens of times by now?
Lenny: Three hundred and sixteen times by my count.
Grimes: That's the man who's in charge of our safety. It, it boggles
the mind.
Carl: It's best not to think about it.
-- Good advice, "Homer's Enemy"