I'd be up for it.
I'd be up for it.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.
Back in the 80s we played a card game called "Grass." The cards were packaged in a hemp-like pouch. It was a game about dealing, getting busted and making the ultimate win.