Give an infinite number of alligators an infinite number of scales...

There's an old Cheech and Chong bit where they have the following exchange after talking about how Chong did enough drugs to kill a small- to medium-sized horse:

"And then what happened?"

"I saw God, man..."

"You... saw... God..."

That's the general feel I get about this story I saw in the Star-Tribune today. Hell, even the paper says as much:

Michael Wilk was tossing back a few beers with friends in Salem, Wis., when he saw God on the side of his 4-foot-long pet alligator.

Wilk noticed white markings pop out against a backdrop of black scales to form the letters G-O-D.

"When I first saw it, my jaw dropped," said Wilk, 25. "It's just sort of like a phenomenon on it."

It's just sort of like a phenomenon... Wow, just, wow. Of the hundreds of places God appears - tortillas, pizza coupons, fridge rot the list goes on and on - this is a new one.

Oh ye of little faith, didn't you read the last few paragraphs?

Harry Dutton, an alligator biologist with the Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission, said the markings appear to be legitimate and not done with a marker or by scratching the hide.

I have two questions. First, what's the gator's name and second, what could the eternal Lord and savior possibly be trying to tell us by slapping his name, graffiti style on the side of a Wisconsin alligator?

One message comes to mind - When Wisconsin residents are contractors/gator farmers in waiting, we've officially peaked as a civilization. We can do no better than this.

Also, lay off the hard shit next time, Mikey. Stick to beer.

(Photo from eccoblue.com)