A Japanese man recently fled home from North Korea, and subsequently authored a book to be entitled “I was Kim Jong-il’s Cook” (h/t Telegraph). Therein, he describes how he served still-living (flopping, gasping) fish to the dictator.
Now, when I first read this, the image of another gangster leapt into my mind.
That’s right, we all remember that poor frog-like thing that squealed on its way down Jabba’s gullet. Really, it’s not so big of a leap, once you realize what thing Kim has for movie monsters.
To quote from the Telegraph article: “He adds in the book that the North Korean leader would host ‘pleasure parties’ and order women to dance naked to ‘American dance music’ with his aides.”
Because gold lamé bikinis never go out of style. Or maybe because they finally did above the 38th parallel.
For those of you who haven’t been paying attention, Kim Jong-il recently detonated his second nuclear bomb. Then he decided to tear up the cease fire agreement between them and us. Oh, didn’t you know, we’re still at war with them. All this as a lead up to the announcement of his succession by his youngest son, Kim Jong-un, at the conclusion of a 150-day economic battle.
Apparently, this is all because of a US plot to brainwash South Koreans into rejecting their cousins on the other side of the DMZ.
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