A large, dimwitted, lumbering oaf of a person with lacking tact, intellectual prowess, and manual dexterity. As such, this half-human-half-baboon creature is unable to get out of it's own way.
Mrs Tweedy: It's a pie machine you idiot. Chickens go in; Pies come out
Mr Tweedy: ooh, What kind of pies?
Mrs Tweedy: Apple.
Mr Tweedy: My favourite!
Mrs Tweedy: Chicken Pies! You great lummox.
Rhonda is a total lummox. She was crossing the street while looking down at her smart phone. Now she is paralyzed from the neck down after getting hit by a car.