Drunk discipline

From a Milwaukee Journal Sentinel story about a county employee showing up drunk to a disciplinary hearing:

Anonymous Commenter: God Oh Mighty

Anonymous Comment: "If the guy is smart and the Union Brothers talked to him first, he should have said I drank after I got to the parking lot from a paper cup outside my car, the cup was flushed down the crapper before the meeting

Love Allah"

Probable Bio: God Oh Mighty's decidedly strange—not to mention anonymous!—comment is more puzzling than offensive, and clearly the work of a confused mind. Is this guy talking shit about unions? Sticking up for unions? What's with the "Love Allah" thing? Flushing a paper cup down "the crapper?" Listen pal, we'll handle the comedy on this site.

While we may never know his true intentions (and if we did, there's a pretty good chance they would involve Loni Anderson), we do know this for sure: God Oh Mighty is a 58-year-old man with a lantern jaw and the largest collection of "Coed Naked" shirts this side of the Mason-Dixon Line. The only child of a poor South Milwaukee seamstress and veteran character actor Don Ameche, he spent much of his early years playing "kick the can" with neighborhood friends, and the rest playing back-alley mumbley-peg with out-of-town baseball mascots. A curious child by nature, God Oh Mighty's early obsession with the mythical Sasquatch followed him into late middle-age. He's currently studying the infamous Patterson-Gimlin film, and claims if you look hard enough at frame 352, you can see a young John Lithgow taking a dump behind a tree. While certainly not book-smart in the traditional sense, God Oh Mighty is a thoughtful, voracious reader, and plans to tackle Flaubert's The Temptation of Saint Anthony just as soon as he finishes Bunnicula Strikes Again!