Wednesday, November 24, 2004

What is it with people?

I fucking hate being a dictator. I said to my defence minister over some kimchi that I had wanted to get rid of the gas problem I've been having, and it turns into this. Good help is so hard to find.

Another thing. In these modern times it is necessary even for as beloved a leader as myself to maintain certain security precautions. A key one is having decoys: fine men have been deliberately altered to pretend to be me. Obviously they will never be quite like the perfection that I represent, but they can be passable. Judge for yourself. It's good to know there are still brave men prepared to take a bullet or two for me.
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