Dewskie wrote:
Farmer Brown had to do his best to ignore the thread's barks as he turned his back to load the shotgun. "Hush now," said the rough old mod as he fumbled with the cartridge. "Can't have you causin' no more trouble."
The chamber loaded, Brown aimed the cold steel barrel at the thread, the thread which he had known for many minutes. The thread which he and his family had initially given a chance, but he knew the forum wouldn't stand for it. It was simply too cumbersome and poorly composed to constitute justifying it's existence any longer.
"This is it, thread...goodbye, girl," he whispered gently, slowly raising the gun inches away from the confused darting eyes of the thread.
The blast was heard throughout the forum, despite the execution taking plus in such a remote folder. Mini Ditka wept when Farmer Brown came home alone, but they both knew in their hearts that this wouldn't be the last thread of MD's that Farmer Brown would have to take into the woods.
... you're one of the few new ones that I like, I think ... maybe not praise from Caesar, but fuck it, it's better than a punch in the throat.