What Do You Love

Aside from analogous threads of a converse nature...ie: "What do you hate? :smile:

WWWWWWWWIIIIIIINNNNNNNNGGGGGYYYYYYYYSSSSS


and boobies :lol2:

no, my beutiful g/f, my family, her family and my friends.

My wonderful husband, family, friends, pets and of course my car. :D

I love my family. Thats it. I cant really say I love my close friends, because right now Im having a hard time calling most of them a 'friend'.

Guns and Trucks and Hunting and Fishing and Beer and Porn, Beer and Porn, Beer and Porn! And b00bies. Lotsa b00bies.

Love my cars, and my good friends. Don't think I have the capability to love another girl again though. Oh well.

I love my guns too, and i love to shoot them.
And finally, I love being happy and contented with life. Soon enough, it will happen. I hope.

Don't think I have the capability to love another girl again though.Someday you will. :)

i love my 240sx and my ca18det.....

lets see what else....oh yeah, orange chicken, umm money, um skyline GTR, um what else....das it :)

The feel of warm blades of grass between my toes on a summer's day
The taste of salt on my lips after a swim at the beach
The aroma of baking bread in the oven in the morning...

The bitterness of my morning espresso
The silky finish of a good bottle of South Australian Shiraz
Or the refreshing feeling of a fresh Mojito as the sun turns the western sky to scarlet, crimson and indigo on a balmy summer's evening

The company of my friends around the barbecue as we devour a rotisserie of fillet steak basted with my own marinades,
The warm burn in my quadriceps after a day skiing in powder
The feel of the wind at my back on a yacht on a long reach
Four foot wide stingrays swimming above, below and beside me beneath a school of kingfish while diving

The smile of one of my close female friends when I haven't seen her in a while
The fulfillment of a good cuban cigar
The rush of endorphin firing the synapses in my brain after making love intimately to someone
Or the enrichment of adrenaline in my system playing sport

So I conclude that I am hopelessly and tragically addicted to life...

Lets see..I love my family,my friends,cars,bOObies,models,games,turtles,..hmm... i duno :loser:

Both of my Cars, My Stereo System, my family, my music, good friends, girls, sleeping with girls...having girls grab my ass, and B00BS !!

The entire city of LA and the interesting people that live there.

Both my turntable decks, Gemini and Technics 1200SL, you are my life, I love you, without you, I would be out of a job and have none of the material enjoyments I have in my life. :worshippy

Writing poetry or rhymes while stoned or sober. :smokin:
My computer, no matter how slow it it sometimes, and all the games I got.

Yelling at racist white people when I'm surrounded by black people because I know I'm right.

Getting drunk and knowing everything is all right, yelling at people in public (from my car, usually) I don't know because I FUCKING CAN!!! :biggrin:

The fact that I finally beat the last test to get my I-B liscence in Grand Turismo 2 HAHAH FUCK YOU LAGUNA SECA!!! :flipa: you can take that corkscrew and shove it up your ass, BIAAAATCH!!!! :nutkick:

love the LORD above for a chance of life. i love my fiancee, my family, my finacees family, and my friends. last but not the least...boobies and fast cars.

Family, friends, games, outdoor life, nightlife, my g/f of a month and a half, cars, movies, myself :rofl: , and last but not least: The fact that every racing game I play I always end up modding a Skyline(which I will now call Sky Ly :lol: ) and beating the crap out of everyone else(since I know I can't afford the real deal :rofl: ).

I hate rude ppl.

i love my car, corvettes, crotchrockets, my mom, sis and bro, my puppy

I love racing and making ppl jealous. :biggrin:

Fuzzy puppies with warm noses, rainbows, long, soulful, introspective conversations with my pretty girlfriend, walks on the beach in the rain.... :greddy2: :puke:

Translation: tits, waffles, strippers, tits, cars, tits... :rofl:

I love everything...because to hate is a terribly unfortunate thing ;)

The feel of warm blades of grass between my toes on a summer's day
The taste of salt on my lips after a swim at the beach
The aroma of baking bread in the oven in the morning...

The bitterness of my morning espresso
The silky finish of a good bottle of South Australian Shiraz
Or the refreshing feeling of a fresh Mojito as the sun turns the western sky to scarlet, crimson and indigo on a balmy summer's evening

The company of my friends around the barbecue as we devour a rotisserie of fillet steak basted with my own marinades,
The warm burn in my quadriceps after a day skiing in powder
The feel of the wind at my back on a yacht on a long reach
Four foot wide stingrays swimming above, below and beside me beneath a school of kingfish while diving

The smile of one of my close female friends when I haven't seen her in a while
The fulfillment of a good cuban cigar
The rush of endorphin firing the synapses in my brain after making love intimately to someone
Or the enrichment of adrenaline in my system playing sport

So I conclude that I am hopelessly and tragically addicted to life...

That post showed a level of depth and intelligence that is probably not as appreciated as it should be on this site.

But back on topic, I don't think there's anything that I could truthfully say that I love at this point in time, but the closest thing would be my punching bag and boxing gloves.

I love living in a free country.
I love my family even when I don't always like them.
I love my car and my house, even if they can be replaced.
I love the new relationship I'm in . . . and where it may be going.
And I love Basil, my Siamese kitty, and Big Redd (the Siamese fighting fish).
Most of all, I love this point in my life. Sometimes I wish there was a pause to enjoy things more!

Paula

The feel of warm blades of grass between my toes on a summer's day
The taste of salt on my lips after a swim at the beach
The aroma of baking bread in the oven in the morning...

The bitterness of my morning espresso
The silky finish of a good bottle of South Australian Shiraz
Or the refreshing feeling of a fresh Mojito as the sun turns the western sky to scarlet, crimson and indigo on a balmy summer's evening

The company of my friends around the barbecue as we devour a rotisserie of fillet steak basted with my own marinades,
The warm burn in my quadriceps after a day skiing in powder
The feel of the wind at my back on a yacht on a long reach
Four foot wide stingrays swimming above, below and beside me beneath a school of kingfish while diving

The smile of one of my close female friends when I haven't seen her in a while
The fulfillment of a good cuban cigar
The rush of endorphin firing the synapses in my brain after making love intimately to someone
Or the enrichment of adrenaline in my system playing sport

So I conclude that I am hopelessly and tragically addicted to life...


BRAVO :applause:

i love kara god my family,
my broken down blown engine, dented fendered 1.6l sohc 4dr, with crappy shocks and gay taylights H CIVIC MAN DO ILOVE IT THAT STUPID PIECE OF....
oh and most of my friends and oddly enough xbo and work