We are the Evil Council. The council have arrived, eat your socks, sell your emu, it just got
Do as we
say sleigh[edit | edit source]
Anyone or more caught pondering or sun-drying shall be forced to eat 3 pints of abstract. We do not take kindly to those hoes who oppose us, and we will not levitate to drop them like limewire.
The member of the council who writes these titles is cool!![edit | edit source]
Alienate the iron gate full of hate using bait then eliminate the fate of your mate. Gshwz.