Chris Griffin

Living… in Quahog, R.I., with his parents Peter and Lois; older sister Meg; infant brother Stewie; talking dog Brian; and an evil monkey that hides in his closet. Chris tries to warn his family about the murderous monkey, but they never believe him.

Profession… student, though Chris is facing difficulties at school. He’s proving to have a few learning disabilities, some of which he may have caused himself: “When I stick this army guy with the sharp bayonet up my nose, it tickles my brain. Hahhahahaha…. OW. Oh, now I don’t know math.”

Interests… any joke involving fecal matter. The childish Chris is, even as a teenager, endlessly entertained by the idea of “poo,” a trait that his parents despise. “I’m supposed to be on my best behavior tonight and not mention poo,” he once said. “Oh God, what have I done?”

Relationship Status… single. Chris doesn’t have much luck with women just yet, though he’s shown a tendency to display a strange amount of affection towards his mother, Lois.

Challenge… facing his own doltishness. Chris is often the victim of his own cluelessness. His mother’s excessive drinking and smoking while pregnant with Chris probably didn’t help his development any. Then again, his dad Peter is certainly no genius, so his lack of intelligence may well be genetic.

Personality… innocent, slow-witted and sluggish. Chris is, in many ways, a typical American teenager. He’s self-conscious about his weight, faces problems with girls and acne, and has trouble relating to his family. The only thing differentiating him from an average American teenage boy is a few dozen IQ points in the wrong direction.