Post by Bob on Jul 3, 2006 15:23:39 GMT -5
What about these messages to Robert...
Robert Plant, Jimmy Page, and JP Jones, Do you remember me from good times we had circa 1971, you sang love songs so glad, always smiling, never sad, so fine. I am the one and only blue eyed girl (not merle, but a pretty pearl) Carolina Lee who is the inspiration for Bron Y Aur Stomp. I am still a beautiful blue eyed inspiration, and there is so much more of me to love now. A big, plus sized kind of love, and I am in dire need of your help. I am a single mother of two very young children, and I am having a health problem that causes me to be able to suck liquid through straws, but not to be able to swallow. It is quite debilitating, and it is hard for me to care for my two very young children who are dependent on me. Your Bron y Aur Stomp song inspiration needs to hear from you. I need your financial and emotional support. Six years is too long. See above message for more details.
Dear Robert, please send help to your Ginnie who has been the victim of another cyber terroristic assault wherein a capitalist Hollywood pig producer came into my apartment disguised as a landlady - MY landlady, the spy - and started sniffing around my apartment. She left me a notice that she was evicting me and my two dependent children Anna and Saddam because of the vagina scented wallpaper I put up in the living room. Now that thieving maniac will probably try to market my scratch and sniff wallpaper herself, but I have copyrighted it. Copyright@vaginascratchnsniff, Virginia Dewberry Roderick Whippersnapper Bumblepooper Pimplebanger Worthington Julep Skidoo Parkinson Whippany Lloyd Johnson. Furthermore this capitalist producer of cockroach snuff films confiscated (read took for her own personal use) my nude, shaven Rotweiler photo collection. I was going to use the proceeds from their sale to buy my children singing lessons and real plastic fish hats, to replace their soiled paper ones. Hitler's niece is about to be the victim of genocide and her children thrown out into the gaping abyss of the world, at the tender ages of 19 and 21. Who will lovingly diaper their bottoms and apply ointment to their rashes? Who will dress them in their matching stretch jumpsuits made out of cat colons, and put them to bed in their vagina-scented wallpaper rooms? I worked for years saving up every pubic hair the three of us ever shed, and gluing it onto the wallpaper in little triangle shapes. I also worked many years perfecting the scent, and now I am not going to see my life's work and dreams stolen by haters of Ronnie Van Zandt and Phil Spector. Miss Jerry Hall will not sleep easy tonight for I have called MorganGwenEdyth, my Medieval Aryan beauty spirit, to come and haunt her. I will finish the next chapter in her book next Tuesday, after my nipple tanning session down at the spa. Virginia (Ginny, not Virgin).
More to be found here: www.robert-plant.com/read_rp.html
Robert Plant, Jimmy Page, and JP Jones, Do you remember me from good times we had circa 1971, you sang love songs so glad, always smiling, never sad, so fine. I am the one and only blue eyed girl (not merle, but a pretty pearl) Carolina Lee who is the inspiration for Bron Y Aur Stomp. I am still a beautiful blue eyed inspiration, and there is so much more of me to love now. A big, plus sized kind of love, and I am in dire need of your help. I am a single mother of two very young children, and I am having a health problem that causes me to be able to suck liquid through straws, but not to be able to swallow. It is quite debilitating, and it is hard for me to care for my two very young children who are dependent on me. Your Bron y Aur Stomp song inspiration needs to hear from you. I need your financial and emotional support. Six years is too long. See above message for more details.
Dear Robert, please send help to your Ginnie who has been the victim of another cyber terroristic assault wherein a capitalist Hollywood pig producer came into my apartment disguised as a landlady - MY landlady, the spy - and started sniffing around my apartment. She left me a notice that she was evicting me and my two dependent children Anna and Saddam because of the vagina scented wallpaper I put up in the living room. Now that thieving maniac will probably try to market my scratch and sniff wallpaper herself, but I have copyrighted it. Copyright@vaginascratchnsniff, Virginia Dewberry Roderick Whippersnapper Bumblepooper Pimplebanger Worthington Julep Skidoo Parkinson Whippany Lloyd Johnson. Furthermore this capitalist producer of cockroach snuff films confiscated (read took for her own personal use) my nude, shaven Rotweiler photo collection. I was going to use the proceeds from their sale to buy my children singing lessons and real plastic fish hats, to replace their soiled paper ones. Hitler's niece is about to be the victim of genocide and her children thrown out into the gaping abyss of the world, at the tender ages of 19 and 21. Who will lovingly diaper their bottoms and apply ointment to their rashes? Who will dress them in their matching stretch jumpsuits made out of cat colons, and put them to bed in their vagina-scented wallpaper rooms? I worked for years saving up every pubic hair the three of us ever shed, and gluing it onto the wallpaper in little triangle shapes. I also worked many years perfecting the scent, and now I am not going to see my life's work and dreams stolen by haters of Ronnie Van Zandt and Phil Spector. Miss Jerry Hall will not sleep easy tonight for I have called MorganGwenEdyth, my Medieval Aryan beauty spirit, to come and haunt her. I will finish the next chapter in her book next Tuesday, after my nipple tanning session down at the spa. Virginia (Ginny, not Virgin).
More to be found here: www.robert-plant.com/read_rp.html
