Mined Games
“I’ll take 10.”
“10 what?”
“Of those.”
“What are you pointing at?”
“Those.”
“There’s nothing there.”
“You don’t see them?”
“...No. Let me check again no.”
“Oh, then you won’t mind if I take them.”
“Take what? What do you see?”
“Can I have them or what? Just say ‘yes’.”
“Tell me what you see first.”
“No, give them to me.”
“Fine. You can have 1.”
“Aw, come on. What’ll happen to the other 9?”
“I’m keeping them.”
“For what? You can’t even see them. You don’t even know what they are.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Give me the other 9. Please. Here, I’ll trade you - take this.”
“I don’t want that.”
“So you're a fool?"
"Wh-?"
"Only a fool wouldn't want what's in my hand. FOOL."
“Your hand is empty. I don’t want an empty hand.”
"If you don’t see what I’m holding, how can you know you don’t want it?”
"Fine, what is it?”
“A key to my heart.”
“Throw it in the fake trash, I’ll keep the 9 other things, thanks.”
“Shi-? My heart is shitty and you're a fool? Okay, fine, you know what? Keep all 10 and I don’t need this key anymore so...”
“Wait, you’re just going to throw the key away? Why don’t you keep it just in case?”
“Because my heart’s broken and anyone can just reach in there and do whatever they want now.”
“Okay, will those 10 things help mend your heart?”
“It's an interesting hypothesis for a fool.”
“You can have them.”
“Really? All 10!?”
“You have to give me that key though.”
“Of course. Here.”
“That’s not the key. You threw the key to your heart away. I want the real, original one.”
“Hmm…here you go?”
“Thank you. Will you tell me what those 10 things are now?”
“They’re imaginary cinder blocks. This was all a ruse to get you to accept the key to my heart."
“Okay, that’s sweet but there’s an imaginary highway that goes straight through here and you’re going to kill someone. I don’t know if I want the key to a heart that belongs to someone so callous.”
“Oh no, is that true? I’ll move them right away.”
“For me or for the imaginary commuters lifelessly slogging their way to pretend work?”
“Of course for the commuters. I’m not a monster. Give me a hand, though, yeah?”
“Hah uhhh no. You thought them up, you clean them up.”
“There, done.”
“Take the key back. I can’t do this. It’s too early for there to be so many imaginary red flags.”
“What? Why? I thought we had all this pretend chemistry?”
“How the HELL could you move those cinder blocks so fast? Come on, give me some credit, I Occam’s Razor that in 2 seconds and shave it down to a ‘ya didn’t’.”
“I had a crane.”
“No. You didn’t have a crane. I know a crane when I pretend to see a crane, and there was no crane. Did you even pretend to fill out a fake permit? You can’t horseshit your way through this. There’s a difference between pretending and lying, and I’m not sure if you act like you get that.”
“I really do though, I swear.”
“I don’t believe you twofold, and your integrity already has too many creases.”
“I don’t understand. The analogy.”
“I’m sorry but I have to go.”
“Where are you going?”
“Not sure yet, just going to get into my Ferrari and pick a horizon.”
“Take me with you! Vrooom, vroom.”
“You don’t make the sounds.”
“Wait!”
“No, it’s ruined, goodbye.”
“Fine, but go the other way, the crane was a lieee noooooo! Boom! Crash!”
“You made the sounds again.”
“Yeah, and that’s what saved your life.”
"Get your ass in this car."
“10 what?”
“Of those.”
“What are you pointing at?”
“Those.”
“There’s nothing there.”
“You don’t see them?”
“...No. Let me check again no.”
“Oh, then you won’t mind if I take them.”
“Take what? What do you see?”
“Can I have them or what? Just say ‘yes’.”
“Tell me what you see first.”
“No, give them to me.”
“Fine. You can have 1.”
“Aw, come on. What’ll happen to the other 9?”
“I’m keeping them.”
“For what? You can’t even see them. You don’t even know what they are.”
“Doesn’t matter.”
“Give me the other 9. Please. Here, I’ll trade you - take this.”
“I don’t want that.”
“So you're a fool?"
"Wh-?"
"Only a fool wouldn't want what's in my hand. FOOL."
“Your hand is empty. I don’t want an empty hand.”
"If you don’t see what I’m holding, how can you know you don’t want it?”
"Fine, what is it?”
“A key to my heart.”
“Throw it in the fake trash, I’ll keep the 9 other things, thanks.”
“Shi-? My heart is shitty and you're a fool? Okay, fine, you know what? Keep all 10 and I don’t need this key anymore so...”
“Wait, you’re just going to throw the key away? Why don’t you keep it just in case?”
“Because my heart’s broken and anyone can just reach in there and do whatever they want now.”
“Okay, will those 10 things help mend your heart?”
“It's an interesting hypothesis for a fool.”
“You can have them.”
“Really? All 10!?”
“You have to give me that key though.”
“Of course. Here.”
“That’s not the key. You threw the key to your heart away. I want the real, original one.”
“Hmm…here you go?”
“Thank you. Will you tell me what those 10 things are now?”
“They’re imaginary cinder blocks. This was all a ruse to get you to accept the key to my heart."
“Okay, that’s sweet but there’s an imaginary highway that goes straight through here and you’re going to kill someone. I don’t know if I want the key to a heart that belongs to someone so callous.”
“Oh no, is that true? I’ll move them right away.”
“For me or for the imaginary commuters lifelessly slogging their way to pretend work?”
“Of course for the commuters. I’m not a monster. Give me a hand, though, yeah?”
“Hah uhhh no. You thought them up, you clean them up.”
“There, done.”
“Take the key back. I can’t do this. It’s too early for there to be so many imaginary red flags.”
“What? Why? I thought we had all this pretend chemistry?”
“How the HELL could you move those cinder blocks so fast? Come on, give me some credit, I Occam’s Razor that in 2 seconds and shave it down to a ‘ya didn’t’.”
“I had a crane.”
“No. You didn’t have a crane. I know a crane when I pretend to see a crane, and there was no crane. Did you even pretend to fill out a fake permit? You can’t horseshit your way through this. There’s a difference between pretending and lying, and I’m not sure if you act like you get that.”
“I really do though, I swear.”
“I don’t believe you twofold, and your integrity already has too many creases.”
“I don’t understand. The analogy.”
“I’m sorry but I have to go.”
“Where are you going?”
“Not sure yet, just going to get into my Ferrari and pick a horizon.”
“Take me with you! Vrooom, vroom.”
“You don’t make the sounds.”
“Wait!”
“No, it’s ruined, goodbye.”
“Fine, but go the other way, the crane was a lieee noooooo! Boom! Crash!”
“You made the sounds again.”
“Yeah, and that’s what saved your life.”
"Get your ass in this car."
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