I feel like playing a game.
No, wait. That's not quite it.
I feel like playing a game of words, or of ideas, or of both, mixed together, with anyone and everyone who'd care to play, in the comments here.
I offer three options:
(Also, seeing as how this is the Interweb, any rules about hesitation will be completely ignored.)
No, wait. That's not quite it.
I feel like playing a game of words, or of ideas, or of both, mixed together, with anyone and everyone who'd care to play, in the comments here.
I offer three options:
- the game of questions (as in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead)
- the oldest game (as in The Sandman issue A Hope in Hell, which is collected in the Preludes and Nocturnes TPB) [scroll down past the Danger Mouse bit], or
- another game of your choosing, if you tell me how it's played.
(Also, seeing as how this is the Interweb, any rules about hesitation will be completely ignored.)