[Blackwater]
Dead men tell no tales.

A division of Morningwood Elite

The Oakwood Outfit

And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that's all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
And now the rains weep o'er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o'er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.

Hear Me Roar

Pretending to be pp friendly so I can mug your arse

Who was the fool, who was the wise man, beggar or king? Whether poor or rich, all's the same in death.

Calling all the veggies..™