Re: Holding Grudges

But you can write Blakely and Page's
Mother here ~

[email hidden]

Or her Step Father
Here ~

[email hidden]

My name is Virginia H. Hooper.
I live in New York City.

virginia

@wetherellconsulting.com

Or her Step Father
Here ~

President

@mailer.fsu.edu

My name is Virginia H. Hooper.
I live in New York City.

"She [Virginia Bass Wetherell] had a successful business career
(Board of Directors, Pepsi Bottling Co., Pensacola -
Vice President, Coastal Transportation -
Vice President, Gator Vend)
before entering the public service arena."

You mean, like, the Pepsi Company
my father worked for?

The one I inherited a 25% ownership?
The one your and your husband tried to cheat me out of?

And succeeded in putting me on food stamps
in Boston, in 1980?

Almost homeless, unless my friends Jack Williams
and Bill Rourke had not taken care of me,
loaned me money, fed me?

"In 1982, she was the first female ever elected to the Florida House of
Representatives from Pensacola. She was also the first woman ever
re-elected to the Florida House from West Florida and the first female
from the region to chair a major committee (International Travel and
Economic Development) and to serve on the powerful Appropriations
Committee. In 1991, she was unanimously named by the Governor and
Cabinet as Executive Director of the Department of Natural Resources,
the first woman to ever hold that position. In 1993, she was appointed
by the Governor as Secretary of the Department of Environmental
Regulation and was subsequently appointed the Secretary of the newly
created Department of Environmental Protection until 1998."

http://www.wetherellconsulting.com/virginia.htm

"In 1982, she was the first female ever elected to the Florida House of
Representatives from Pensacola."

In 1983, my grandmother died (your husband's grandmother, too)
and my name was not even mentioned
in her Last Will & Testament.

What happened?

There were MILLIONS at stake,
not a lot of millions, but sum!

Were you alseep?

Were you alseep?
For 20 years?

Did you think I did not take good enough
care of your dogs, when I dog sat?

Did you not like the Christmas
gifts I got Blakely and Page?

Did you think I was a bad person?

Richard Kermit Adkins, MD, my former bf
told me that's what you thought.

Because you or your husband would not
return any of my phone calls,
after my grandmother disowned me,
I asked him to talk to you both.

He told me that your said
because I accidentally forgot a handbag,
a Christmas present, in the back seat of a rented car,
when I flew back to Boston,
that I was not someone you liked anymore,
I was a out of control, or something like that.

Is that the worst thing I ever did?

Or did you just want the money?

My father, John Stanford Hooper,
invented a soft drink called ~

Prunetang ...

Sort of a precursor to the Orangia
carbinated citrus drink.

The softdrink was patented, bottled, distributed
locally in Florida in the 1960s.

My father killed himself,
gun shot wound to the head, in 1969.

Prunetang sort of fell between the cracks.

Michael Bass asked me in the mid 1970s
if he could buy the franchinse from me.

I had no clue whether it was valuable.

Another family might ask me if
we could revive the softdrink together,
as a family project.

But that's not what he asked me.
The conversation never went past that point.

I did not even know what I might
even "own" in regard to Prunetang.

I still don't.

Twittering One said:

Please [censored] me, and film it for my therapist.
Thanks

Virginia H.

I don't have a therapist!
Fraud!

On 26 Mar 2006 07:42:36 -0800, "Twittering One" <[email hidden]>

Quoted message said:

Please [censored] me, and film it for my therapist.
Thanks

Virginia H.

I don't have a therapist!
Fraud!

Talk about stating the obvious...

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I don't have a therapist!
Fraud!

You need some Freud.

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I don't have a therapist!
Fraud!

You need some Freud.

Youth Rejects old-fashioned sanitary makeshifts that women used to
consider "good enough"

"83% of my e-mail says...Wondersoft Kotex ends chafing entirely!

yes

On 26 Mar 2006 08:05:44 -0800, "Twittering One" <[email hidden]>

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On 26 Mar 2006 07:42:36 -0800, "Twittering One" <[email hidden]>

Quoted message said:

Please [censored] me, and film it for my therapist.
Thanks

Virginia H.

I don't have a therapist!
Fraud!

Talk about stating the obvious...

yes, what?

Use Yardley's English Lavender in these many charming ways...
inevitably it brings new clear beauty
for your complexion

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Twittering One said:

My name is Virginia H. Hooper.
I live in New York City. I need 2 or 3 dozen runners to [censored] me ASAP.

I run in the park, and want it to be a surprise. My therapist says it's my
problem from years of lesbian sex, and now I need the real thing to get my
mind right.

Quoted message said:

Please [censored] me, and film it for my therapist.
Thanks

Virginia H.

Your therapist is right on! I used to be a lesbian before I was gangbanged
at the zoo by a half dozen crazed kangaroos and their keeper. Or mebbe it
was six crazed zoo keepers and their kangaroo. I forget which. I just
remember that there was a lot of hopping around.

Good luck on your search.

--Noah Zark

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I don't have a therapist!
Fraud!

You need some Freud.

I have a goldfish named Freud.

--Noah Azkr

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A depraved [censored] masquerading as
Twittering One wrote the following:
"Please [censored] me, and film it for my
therapist. Thanks"

For the last time, there is no real nexus between taking on the local
running club and therapy. Prunetang, poontang, this thread is no longer
worthy of my expertise.

~ so c-l-e-a-n!

I have a goldfish named Freud.
~ Noah Azkr

"I don't feel like swimming today"
[Still The Same Old Excuse]

On Sun, 26 Mar 2006 11:46:48 -0500, [email hidden] (Sir

Lancelot) said:

For the last time, there is no real nexus between taking on the local
running club and therapy.

She's been a lesbian her whole life, so she needs to start small,
very, very small...

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

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~ * A Homeless Beauty and the Beast,
Heroin
A Slave to Her Addiction, Young Woman Squanders
Her Family Fortune
& Her Potential * ~

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

"Rhonda Bye had a lot going for her ~
Brains, beauty, feisty strength.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

Heroin and crack crushed it all.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

The narcotics ruined her looks and attention span, snuffing out her
potential both as a young clothing model for Nordstrom and as a
computer whiz who could fix office network problems. Three years ago, a
slave to her heroin addiction, Bye landed on San Francisco's streets as
a homeless panhandler.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

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Still, she refused to give up, fighting her way through a frustrating
maze of city social services to get into housing and drug
rehabilitation. She shook off her addiction, and in the last couple
months she had been talking about retraining to work with computers
again.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

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But it was too late. Drug abuse and the ravages of street life had
damaged her kidneys so badly that, in mid-February, doctors told her
she would need dialysis for the rest of her life.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

She missed her treatments three times in a row and went into a coma
three weeks ago.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

On Wednesday, she died. She was 39.

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

Bye leaves behind two sons and a daughter -- and a lifetime that her
family hopes will be an example, in the harshest way possible, of how
drugs and homelessness can destroy a person."
~ Kevin Fagin,
The San Francisco Chronicle

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

[Know, Blakely & Page Bass,
That's NOT about me.]

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~

Quoted message said:

http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2006/03/25/MNG6OHU6S91.DTL&feed=rss.news

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~ * ~
Blog, I'll warrant ye, or dog? Who knows. Pass the grog!
But if ye see me lost pup, please bring that scurvy dog home!
I got Leon a brand-new bone, with a chest full a' booty.
_________________
http://journals.aol.com/virginiaz/DreamingofLeonardo

~Eat [censored], you psychotic douchebag~