(KJ - Kim Jong Un, HL - Wun Hung Lo)
KJ: Wun Hung Lo! Come Qrick !
HL: I here Greatest Leader! How may I serve You !?
KJ: How Greatest Tweeter find out about our double seaclet Nuklar ballistic missile sites ??
HL: I'm not knows Dearest Leader but I find out. Wife, Sweet Chariot presently impersonating Lady Gagme in USA and getting much information from radioactive jello-brained Horrywood peoples and dipstick FBI's peoples.
KJ: Vely Good Hung Low, I'm hopes Sweet Not have to bed Horrywood dipsticks for info.
HL: No Great Dearest Leader and Thank You profusely, but Horrywood peoples give all information just for slightest look at body parts. ha ha ha. Sweet lift skirt a rittle and Horrwood dipsticks spill all !
KJ: I'm knows it Hung Lo, Feeble Amerlican males too weak to desclibe. Geeex, half of them think they women anyways !
HL: I'm knows it Dearest Greatest Leader ! Ho Ho Ho.
KJ: Wun, take new N. Korea thigh puncturing medal of servitude from top shelf on way out.
HL: (Oh My Ouch) Thanking You profusely again Greatest Leader!
KJ thought balloon - Yea, just get the hell out and send in the Comfort Women's Forces ! And some aged cheddar....