

Anyway, not long after I called North Korea out on its theme park of doom, Big Kim Jong-Il slipped off to trip the light fantastic with Gaddafi and the rest of those guys – possibly suffering from rollercoaster-related shame. This has left fatty Lil' Kim to steer the country down the path of righteous glorious independence of the Korean spirit, or whatever they're calling it now. And, in my book, he's doing one hell of a job. He's sent failed rockets to the Sun, commissioned a quite good A-Ha mash-up, and now he's turned his eye to theme park maintenance.Clearly he took my words seriously.Esteemed North Korean academic Marcus Noland recently got in touch and pointed out that not only had Kim Jong-Un read my plea for an amusement park overhaul, but he'd actually taken some time out to get down to Mangyongdae and tell everyone to pull their fucking socks up! Holy Shit!

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