I've always loved Popeye. His mumbling, his love for the oddly shaped Olive, his massive forearms. As a kid, my favorite parts of the cartoons were when he'd swallow the spinach and those arms would break out in muscles that became battle ships or explosions, and then POW! he'd knock some jerk's block off. Simple lessons from a simple character: eat right, stay near the ocean, don't take no crap, appreciate your goil.
Popeye Comics #8 1949, illustrator Bud Sagendorf from Cover Browser