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Ha ha suckers. For those of you who don’t know me, I’m Evil Bill Y and you’re all pathetic good people with pathetic good manners. That means you’re all sad and you all need help. They also call me the Evil Clown – and that’s Mr. Evil Clown to you.
I’m here to show you how to be Evil so listen up and learn.
My favourite time of year is getting close – Halloween. At Halloween, you losers wear fancy dress and that suits me fine because I could be standing right next to you and you wouldn’t even notice. At Halloween, I look like any other clown in fancy dress. But I’m not like any other clown in fancy dress. I’m the Evil Clown who takes your drink when you go to the bar. I’m the Evil Clown who starts fights at taxi ranks. I’m the Evil Clown who takes pictures of you without you knowing, in the hope that I can blackmail you with the pictures. I love blackmailing and that’s the reason I’m on this petty excuse for a blog at the moment. You see, I blackmailed your man and know something, he doesn’t want you to know so I can write what I want, when I want and he can do nothing about it except sweat. Ha ha, I love my life and can hardly wait for Halloween. I’m planning something big and it’s gonna take Evil to new levels. Keep an eye out for me. I’ll be the meanest, evilest, clown around town and I can teach you the Evil way. Ha ha. Evil Bill Y
