Game of love

“Now will you give me your heart?” he asked imploringly.

“I’ve told you, that’s not the order of things,” she replied.

“But I found the club, and used it – she’s dead.”

“You still have to bury her. How are you going to dig the grave? You need that spade.”

“I got it. I got the spade too.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”

“Well after she’s buried…”

“Yes, the diamond.”

“Right. There’s a small problem. Someone got to the diamond before me.”

“No diamond?!”


“No diamond, no heart! What do you think this is, a game?”

~ by kingzoko on July 28, 2014.

One Response to “Game of love”

  1. Wild!

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