Tourism

I'm not used to this talking back thing. You want to know what's going on? I'll tell you. You try getting everyone to call you Dear Leader and put up with all the Bambi jokes.

They are just not funny.

Right I'm off to a place where the people are warm and friendly and the nights glow.

Don't believe a word

What the fuck is going on? I set myself up on this blogger thing and a couple of weeks later there's already someone passing themself off as me.

And you wonder why I'm taking my pictures down. How many fucking Kim Jong-Il blogs can the world take? Unless this is my multiple personalities manifesting themselves again.

Moving forward

I'll give up the nukes if she comes to Pyongyang and does a private dance for me. Very private.

HiFi Way

Do those American capitalist pigs think North Koreans are stupid? The Yankee pigs intend to sneak in tiny radios. Good luck to them. My latest decree has increased the price of batteries 700%, to two buckets of rice. Ha!

Personally I'd prefer if they snuck in some plasma TVs. I heard those things rock.