White-collar desk jockey: Sam Bernstein, a bookish, lapsed Christian with a husky voice who nonetheless acted and stammered like Woody Allen, seems like he should've been a sure thing, but his coffee-loving persona actually represented an emasculated American man whose hands smelled more like typewriter ink and Wite-Out than oil, paint fumes, and gunpowder (some of the most American smells in existence). He currently works as an accountant out of his sister's basement in Red Bank, New Jersey.
Seasonal worker: Victor Ramirez believed his audition was a long shot, especially because he was Mexican instead of Puerto Rican (this was New York, after all), and he refused to admit he was gay to anybody (including his boyfriend, Sascha) and could perform with the group only during the six months of the year that he wasn't working on fruit farms. However, he insisted — and rightly so — that his seasonal profession for sub-standard wages kept fruit and vegetable prices low for Americans so that they could afford to buy important things like swimming pools and televisions for their kids. Currently, Ramirez is awaiting extradition back to Mexico for overstaying his worker's visa by 29 years.
Serial killer: According to serial killer profiler Dr. Maurice Godwin, 81 percent of serial killers are white males, and James Kincade was no different. Unfortunately, his creepy, asexual demeanor and non-specific European accent made it uncomfortable for people to be around him, despite the Ted Bundy-inspired serial-killer trend that swept the nation in 1977 and continues today. Kincade was last seen on America's Most Wanted.
