On Ambition

It was a warm summer evening and they had all gathered in the house. A few of them had been drinking, and it was getting late. Roy was defeating all his opponents in a wild game of Monopoly.
"Noooooo," Sam roared "don't put a another hotel on boardwalk, you'll finish us all off, don't you have a heart?"
Roy smiled and placed his second hotel on Boardwalk Ave.
Sam's question however remained unanswered within him. Had he no heart?
Roy came to the conclusion that he had the unique facutly to turn his heart off quite easily for long durations of time, he wondered if this was a trait shared by other humans.
Sometimes it would turn off almost effortlessly, like these wonderful wonderful moments when he was the King of Atlantic City. In these moments he felt he could live his whole life without ever needing to use that silly muscle.