Friday, February 16, 2007
Mike the Intern...The End?
...to quote Hamlet...
Let me see. [Takes the skull.] Alas, poor Mike the Intern!--I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times;
and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge
rises at it. Where be your gibes now? your gambols?
your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to
set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your
own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
farewell mike zimmer! your car got jacked up, you hung pictures, you painted cubicles, you took out the trash, you organized records and videos, you stood on a cliff majesticly as the wind blew through your hair and you grew that amazing moustache! you will always be in our hearts, may your lyre sing true and your chalice bubble over #001!