I love Hot Rod. Mostly because of his outrageous color scheme of burgundy and neon-orange, and how he seems like everything about him was the absolute lamest attempt at kid appeal by a room full of suits, and yet he still manages to be endearing.
I also love him because of how much of a fit angry some geewunners throw over the fact that he got Prime killed. Over 30 years later and there are tons of manchildren who still can't let it go. Remember that cringy "what if" comic from a few years back that was basically an alternate timeline of the movie where Hot Rod gets shit on for 24 pages and then dies? Holy fuck, time to let go.