Steak pie.

Something to do with sex?
I dunno, it's almost 4 am and I'm high on, er, love.

Nope, it was to do with my comments. They're seemingly pointed to one thing, but if you look, there's a kernel of a hint, relating to something else.

I just assumed you were talking about ice, as in, the drug.

I was.
But that was the kernel, left behind by Guido being able to put Ice in his drinks.

Oh, I thought it was far more cryptic than that and was thus out-guessing myself.

Ta-da.
Long as it provokes thought, then s'allgood

Hope you don't play this game when intoxicated.

Whippits = A breed of dogs related to Greyhounds.. they are smaller then greyhounds but bigger the italian greyhounds. Aka The poor mans greyhound back in england way back They dont race. they rabbit course

Ah, okay then.

Hate to see anybody on the hippy crack here.

I have two whippits and a toy poodle

Either walking in the rain... or falling asleep while it storms

Ooh, yes, rain is nice.

Hmm.. well we are talking ooc here.

-music blasting while I play lust
-getting hammered with the roommates
-$5 coupon cards that have saved me over $50 in two weeks
-Not getting email or cell phone spammed, I truly enjoy occasional solitude.

Mmm.. Early mornings before the sun rises, when the world is all black and white and sillhouettes, and so beautiful in its simplicity.

On that vein, deep night, when I know I'm the only one awake in the house, and it's nice and dark and secure-feeling.

Being inside when you know it's awful outside, that's a good one

The sounds, sights, and scents of meadows and forests.

Not hearing ghetto hip-hop scum booming their car stereos all hours of the day and night.

What can I say man. I'm just a hippie hair farmer from the sticks. My amusement's are simple ones. I play golf just so I can drink and race the carts.