Middleman, Harold
Harold Middleman hails from somewhere where babies are christened in beer and the city comptroller doubles as the moyel for every bris. Harold is bizarre, but not in a "How Bizarre, How Bizarre" kind of way; more like, my God, that man is bizarre! He floats in and out of reality and occasionally drops by with a submission. If you see Harold out without his helmet, please send him home immediately.
Things I Can't Believe Happened (March 2003)
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