In around the year 2080, as our generation begin to one-by-one slip gently away on our hospital beds that float in our moon-based biodomes, our grand-children will ask us of the greatest transgression of our time, to which we will answer “Twitter killing Vine.”
Yes, the Blue Bird has today announced that the looping six-second video service that brought us such incremental joy, will be put out to pasture sometime soon due to the fact it doesn’t make them any money, which is kind of what businesses are supposed to do, I guess.
As we collectively pour some out for Vine, gather your nearest and dearest and join us here as we share the GREATEST GOD DAMN Vines of yore. Good night, sweet prince.
Sound the funereal klaxon (below) and never forget the magic that was Vine.
RIP 5eva.
