I wrote to my North Korean pen pal "I can't complain" he wrote back.
Duty. Honor.
Fred and George Weasley.
Two!.......pac. (*It's a lot better spoken than written.*)
A ball point banana!
It sounds like you have a reptile dysfunction.
Applicant: Well that depends, what's the complaint? Interviewer: He's complaining that his burger had onions on it, even though he specifically asked they were to be removed. Applicant: Well I'd start by telling him he's in the retail section.
PYONG! YANG!
He did some Seoul searching.
It has no Seoul!!
Nobody at the ticket counter knows what "north career" means
