I wrote to my North Korean pen pal "I can't complain" he wrote back.
Why do we have to do all the work
He could never seem to get ahead in life.
You switch sides at half time.
Re-morse code
Two. 1 to screw it in, and 1 to complain that it's not dark enough.
Two. One to screw it in and one to complain that it's electrified.
They both can't reach really far.
Can't complain
They lack the element of supplies
A Kimono
