He’d killed himself so many times that all his jokes about suicide rang hollow in his heart.
But he soldiered on, moving along the probability axis, from one alternate universe to another, killing any of his alternate selves that he found had not lived as worthy a life as his.
Professor Threelemmings had finally completed his device.
“This device,” he announced to his assistants, “will rid the world, nay, the entire universe, of something completely unneeded. Activate the device.”
There was a sudden flash!
“What’s disappeared?” asked an assistant.
“Nothing, it seems,” said a disappointed Professor Twolemmings, after looking around.