>guy walks into a room
>"supprise, happy birthday"
>they show him to a table with a cake with 30 in candles on it
>he blows them out
>"hey we got your something"
>takes him into a dingey shed with a table and chair in the middle
>"we know you have wanted this for a while..."
>there is a gun on the table
>"...so we figured it was probably time"
>"...well I'll leave you to it..."
>everyone else walks out
>*bang*
>"im going to miss him"
>"couldn't be helped he was past his prime. you did the right thing"