Bachus16 Sep 2003

YOu know as well as I do that us poemranker pure breeds are a dying breed, so why wouldn't you believe that Settle might be capable, or in fact did indeed, commit suicide? Life, my friend, is funny like that, even if you don't like to laugh.

Here are your answers:

A. Yes, aren't we all.

B. I don't know. That's a good question. But
bwetween me and you settle, and I, were closer than
you'll ever know, and we still are.

C. He had a thing for control? And Michael hutchinson.

D. Please, as if Rhode Island is that big? How many schools could there be that would have enrolled such a loose canon as Settle in the first place.

E. His Grandfather lives out here with his Step Grandmother in Bel air. He came out, we went to the Getty, and saw freddy vs. Jason, and the next day I have had him over for dinner? What is that too far fetched? It's the twenty first century and only a four hour flight you daft, not a "continent" We had carne asada, he was with a young jewish girl, but clearly gay and happy (with the food of course, and the cocktails) My son was even scared of him at first because he was very tall and... Well, weird, after all he's Hungarian, but then again so is my left foot on my mother's side, of the bed. I even drove him to the airport, though I was half asleep. The conversation was stimulating as can be expected, and we chortled and snipped about terrorism, and remote controlled jets carrying small nucleur devices.
F. (is for finally) Because I loved him, and it deserves to be posted. I have it because he gave it to me, months ago, during one of our email conversations 'showing off' to me like usual, and I thought it should be read that's all. It's not like I plagarised it, or changed, and I gave him full credit, so why are you concerned, jealous? well, then, there you have it. You're excused.