Daddy, daddy look! Look what I found *crouches and stares at something in the ground*
What is it son? *Walks over to the curious tot and kneels next to him*
Is it...d-dead? *pokes the BBS thread with a shivering finger. The thread gives a little wheeze as a response*
No, I don't believe it's dead, son, but sadly it's breathing its last breaths. *Shakes head mournfully*
But, but, look at it. It's so old, so grand. *Little boy dabs at his teary eyes with a tiny fist*
I know, son, but you have to keep in mind that it had a long, full life, and that BBS threads don't usually last that long. It has a rich, colorful history to be proud of, its a remarkable achievement made by remarkable users...
Ooh! *Junior perks up, eyes shining brightly* Can I put it out of its misery, dad!? Can I pleeease?
Ha, ha, alright you little rascal. Here, let me pull out my gun *Pulls out a .357 Magnum from under his jacket. Hands it to his beaming son, who handles it gingerly*
Now remember, bud, put one in the head to make sure it's a done deal.
Gunshot. Splatter of blood. Silence.
Daddy! Did you see its brains blow out!?
Yes I did, champ. Good job, you just JFK'ed the shit out of that BBS thread.
Fuckin' awesome, daddy, fuckin' awesome.
End.
Hey look, I can still write. Ooooh, I hopes missus SDGs likes its :)