Henry Winkler.
But not really. Truth be told, whenever I hear Winkler talk I’m v-e-r-y disappointed. He’s just so incredibly uncool. Hell, if the real life Winkler hit a jukebox, the thing would play an Air Supply song.
In fact, just as I refuse to believe that dork pretending to be the demon from Kiss is really Gene Simmons, I refuse to believe Winkler is The Fonz. Somewhere in Milwaukee The Fonz lives. Yeah, he’s probably in his mid-70s. But he’s wearing a leather jacket and making out with high school chicks.
Coolamundo.
