He stood there, surveying all the lands. Everything he could see, was finally his. At that moment, on that rooftop, he was KING OF THE WORLD!!!
"Harold, darling," A voice whined, "can we go now? It's cold up here, and we only have the room for one more night. I thought, you know, maybe..."
Harold sighed as the rest of his wife's words became a mumble to his ears, and began to walk toward her. She wouldn't even let him be King of the World for five minutes. Five minutes! Was that too much to ask?
The couple left the observation deck and took a taxi back to the hotel, and the world never did find out what it was like to be ruled by Harold. |