I love being an unpaid intern. I'd rather do nothing more than research, write, and commiserate with awesome, intelligent people all day. Plus, there are so few jobs that really pay you what you're worth. (I kid.)
All sidesplitting irony aside, we were Lexis-Nexising away at our computers one day when Graham brought to my attention this awesome headline that appeared in The Guardian a few weeks ago:
Dubai in mourning after emir, 62, dies in Australian hotel: Cause not known but history of heart problems: Fatboy Slim concert among cancelled events
Now I'm never one to poke fun at death, and I'm an even less enthusiastic fan of run-on sentences yielded by inappropriate punctuation (TWO colons? To quote George Oscar Bluth, "Oh come on!"); but equating the devastation of a cancelled Fatboy Slim concert with that of a deceased Emirati elite is pretty darn funny.
I cannot even begin to imagine what may have caused this man with a history of heart problems to die so suddenly. I am of the humble opinion that some things need remain a mystery.
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