I actually think my oldest brother might be Ron Swanson.
I was having breakfast with him recently and he ordered bacon, eggs, and hashbrowns, asking the waitress for everything to be charred. He actually said, “I’m going to repeat that: Burn. Everything. Burn it.” It was just like the “give me all the bacon and eggs you have” scene. Moreover, he’s a gun-toting, staunch conservative and has had a mustache for years. I can’t even look at him with a straight face right now.