I really dig the romanticism of Pollo Mario’s Indiana Jones getup. I feel like he supports the Struggle, and it puts me in mind of the ammo-belted burrito in this news item.
We know the Baron of Grill is a baron because he has a baronial cap, complete with feather. But the baron doesn’t want to ruffle his rooster comb (hat-comb would be a fashion faux pas), so he carries his cap in hand. And just in case you overlook that aristocratic marker, he has helpfully emblazoned his title on that nice collegiate sweatshirt he wears.
Previously: Anthropomorphic Pig v. Anthropomorphic Chicken