Saturday, December 31, 2016

Who's behind blacklist of artists?

(Freedom of speech isn't very important in South Korea.)

Yesterday, my wife made ribs for dinner. They were smothered in tangy hot-sauce. The meal was delicious. My wife is a great cook. She's the Asian Martha Stewart. I washed the vittles down with several large glasses of water. Sometimes, water is the only drink which truly quenches my thirst.

I watched a very disturbing movie called The Witch. I'm not sure if I actually enjoyed the film. Lots of children fall pray to an evil woman. They're slaughtered like pigs. There is also a goat named Black Phillip who is actually a demon. He kills the head of the house when he butts the poor man into a woodpile. After that, the family's eldest daughter murders her mother with a knife. The Witch is both unpleasant and compelling. If you like being afraid, then you'll have a great time.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy misanthrope. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to watch a horror film from the comfort of my home. My hovel is both warm and comfortable. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're so poor that they can't afford heat during the winter. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Detroit.

I went to bed at 11 p.m. I dreamt that I was forced to defecate in public. I sat forlornly on the toilet while others pointed and laughed. I felt very uncomfortable.

I woke up at 10 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Korean government is suspected of blacklisting artists, entertainers, and writers who have criticized the current president. I'm not the least bit shocked. In fact, I often wonder if South Korea is actually a democracy.  The powers-that-be certainly feel no love for freedom on speech. But what do I know?

I turned on Fox News. The talking heads are still focusing on Putin. The Russians stand accused of hacking the servers of the Democratic Party. But I don't feel particularly threatened. All the leaked material was newsworthy. For instance, it's a big deal that Debbie Wasserman Schultz and her powerful cronies plotted to destroy the campaign of Bernie Sanders. It's also a big deal that Donna Brazile gave questions to Hillary before the CNN debate. My only question is this: Why was the mainstream media asleep at the wheel?

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Flirting With Disaster)

Thursday, December 29, 2016

340 purged by N. Korea leader

(Kim Jong un is a mass-murderer.)

Yesterday, I went to McDonald's for dinner. I ate a Big Mac and a large order of fries. The meal was delicious. I'm a huge fan of junk food. All that starch sends me straight to the moon. I washed the vittles down with a big glass of genuine Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so usually I drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.

I watched an episode of Peaky Blinders. The series is about a crime family in the 1920s from Birmingham, England. They compete with the Italians and the other limeys for criminal supremacy of the streets. The family is now being pulled into the Russian revolution by Winston Churchill, himself. Several tanks have to be transported to the White Russians by train. If the crime boss can't pull it off, he'll be assassinated by the powers-that-be. Like Jesus, he's sweating blood. Peaky Blinders is a great show. It gets my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy nihilist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's wonderful to eat a Big Mac from time to time. Lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're so poor that they wipe their asses with their bare hands. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Cambodia.

I went to bed at eleven p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at ten a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Kim Jong un has murdered 340 people since taking office in 2011. He's executed the highest, and he's also killed the lowest. His murderous nature knows no bounds. This dictator is a disgusting pagan. The word mercy is not a part of his vocabulary. But that's OK. He'll be burning in hell in the future along with his entire family.

I turned on Fox News. Obama claims that he would have beaten Trump in the 2016 election. His words are very childish. He's insulting both Trump and Clinton with this stupidity. Obama's legacy is over. The people finally figured him out. Barrack was a fraud, and he now has all the credibility of Ozymandias. It's time for him to crawl back under his rock and disappear for good.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Joe Walsh)

Wednesday, December 28, 2016

Seven foreigners booked over hashish

(Foreigners caught selling and smoking hash.)

Yesterday, I went to a restaurant called Dang Dang Chicken with my family. We ate fried poultry and spicy rice cake for dinner. The meal was delicious. The rice cake was so hot that it nearly burned a hole in my tongue. But that's OK. The pain was both exquisite and pleasurable. I washed the vittles down with a pitcher of ice-cold beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched several episodes of Ash vs. the Evil Dead. The demon Baal has escaped from hell. He's now intent on kicking humanity's ass. Meanwhile, Ash's sister Cheryl has come back from the dead. So her brother is forced to cut her head off once again. He does it with a chainsaw. Blood flies everywhere, leaving many witnesses covered in a crimson spray. Ash vs. the Evil Dead sounds awful, but it's actually a lot of fun. Bill Campbell possesses great comic instincts. Miss this show at your own peril.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to dine on poultry at the local chicken restaurant. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're so poor that they can't afford meat and have to scrounge through the garbage to fill their swollen bellies. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Uganda.

I went to bed at 11 p.m. I dreamt that my mother-in-law was pissed off at me. She told me she was tired of washing my boxer shorts. She insisted that they were full of skid-marks.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Seven foreigners were arrested in Korea for smoking and selling hashish. Drugs are a huge deal in Asia. These people will have to serve time in prison for their sins...especially the dealers. Asians view marijuana as serious business. It's not seen as a harmless recreational drug.

I turned on Fox News. President Obama screwed Israel on his way out of office. Jews are now forbidden by the United Nations to pray at the West Wall or to live in the Jewish Quarter. I'm not the least bit surprised. Obama has always hated The Tribe. What do you expect from a guy who's middle name is Hussein?

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. One of my childhood friends is experiencing severe health problems. He's goes back to the hospital in January. Keep him in your prayers. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Freeze Frame)

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

35% of newlywed couples are childless

(Too many Koreans are remaining childless.)

Yesterday, I went to McDonald's for dinner. I had a Big Mac and a large order of fries. The meal was delicious. I'm a huge fan of junk food. All that starch sends me straight to the moon. I washed the vittles down with a large glass of genuine Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so usually I drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.

I watched an episode of The Man in the High Castle. The show is based on Phillip K. Dick's novel of the same title. Smith finds out that his oldest son has a terrible genetic sickness. So he is ordered by his doctor to put the child down. Smith decides to murder the doctor instead. Phillip K. Dick is generally regarded as the best science fiction writer who ever lived. You'll love the series if you're a sci-fi and fantasy geek.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's nice to sit in my apartment and watch television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They work two or three part-time jobs just to make ends meet. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Detroit, Michigan.

I went to bed at 11 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Too many newlywed Koreans are remaining childless. This is a huge problem. Koreans are no longer reproducing at a sustainable level. Many simply can't afford to have families. According to the powers-that-be, the Korean race might actually die out in another hundred years. Scary stuff.

I turned on Fox News. A couple of days ago, two homosexuals yelled at Ivanka Trump on a JetBlue flight. Many Trump supporters are angry at these sodomites for screaming at the president's daughter and her children in such a threatening manner. Consequently, they're now being harassed on social media. The two men claim that their lives are in danger. Serves them right for being a couple of rude assholes.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Red Rider)
 

Saturday, December 24, 2016

Bird flu egg shortage crisis hits Korea's bakeries

(The bird flu is killing egg production.)

Yesterday, my wife made shrimp fried rice for dinner. The meal was marvelous. She excels at all things feminine. The woman is the Asian Martha Stewart. I washed the vittles down with several glasses of genuine Coca-Cola. I'm a broke dead dick, so I usually drink the generic stuff. But sometimes a man has to splurge.

I watched Braveheart. I forgot how wonderful that movie actually is, and it still holds up twenty years later. The battle scenes are great. Maybe I'm half a fag, but I love seeing a young Mel Gibson hacking off the arms and legs of his enemies with his broadsword. The fields are loaded with severed body parts and blood. And let's not forget the French queen. She has to be one of the most beautiful women ever born. She's both elegant and intelligent. Furthermore, Longshanks is one of the best antagonists in the history of cinema. Braveheart is a classic which will endure forever.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's wonderful to relax in bed while watching classic films. Lots of people aren't that lucky. They live in grass huts and have no access to electricity. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Ethiopia.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt that the SK Wyverns spent a lot of money on a slugger with a dislocated shoulder. He started the season on the disabled list.

I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The bird flu is spreading rapidly across the peninsula. Thousands of ducks and chickens have been culled in order to slow the virus. This has caused a shortage of eggs which is threatening to destroy many of the local bakeries. I eat a lot of chicken and consume a ton of eggs. So far, I feel fine. Pray for me.

I turned on Fox News. Donald Trump wants to update our nuclear arsenal. The liberals are going crazy. Having a strong defense is important if one wishes to maintain the peace. My nation has been caught up in endless warfare since Daddy Bush took office back in 1988. I'm tired of watching American boys being shipped home in coffins. I hope we start focusing on domestic safety rather than being the global policeman.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(I'm in Love with My Car)

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Korean Air's 'psycho' passenger

(A Korean goes crazy on an airline flight.)

Yesterday, my wife went to Homeplus. She brought home lots and lots of hot-wings. They came in a large cardboard box. My family and I eat chicken at least three times a week. It's both cheap and delicious. I washed the vittles down with several glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of beer on the peninsula.

I watched an episode of Shameless. Frank starts a homeless shelter in his neighborhood. He's forcing his new family to beg on the streets, and then he steals their money to buy steaks and Johnny Walker Blue. Meanwhile, Debbie is trying to get parental approval to marry a brain damaged accident victim. She's using him for his money. I like Shameless a lot. Nevertheless, it's very dark and dirty. Viewer discretion is advised.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty nihilist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's nice to live in a warm apartment with people who love you. Lots of people aren't that lucky. They spend their lives living on the streets. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Harlem.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A drunk passenger went crazy on a Korean Air flight. He screamed at his fellow passengers and slapped the flight attendants across the face. He was eventually subdued by pop-star Richard Marx. No kidding. I had no idea that Richard is a tough guy.

I turned on Fox News. Putin wants vengeance for the death of his ambassador in Turkey. He says that ISIS will pay in blood for such an insult to his nation. For some strange reason, I believe him. He also used the tragedy to attempt a rapprochement with the Turks. Putin might be a dirty murderous bastard, but he's also a master politician. It's important to give the devil his due. 

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Weezer)

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Korean diplomat accused of raping twelve-year-old girl

(A Korean diplomat is getting too friendly with the children of Chile.)

Yesterday, I went to a Chinese restaurant with my family. We feasted on sweet and sour pork. I really wanted to drink a Chinese beer with my meal. Unfortunately, my wife frowns upon public drunkenness. Therefore, I was forced to wash the vittles down with several large glasses of water. Oh well. Not every day can be a festival.

I watched several episodes of Supernatural with my son. He's a huge fan of the show. Dean's mother has come back from the dead, and the afterlife has treated her quite well. She's now a hot-looking MILF. Meanwhile, Rick Springfield has been added to the show. He's the new Lucifer, and he's intent on crushing his nemesis Crowley. I like Supernatural a lot. The jokes never fail to snap, crackle, and pop.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to eat tons of pork while drinking clean water. Sadly, lots of people can't make this boast. They spend their whole lives eating tainted food. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Flint, Michigan.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I had another dream about defecating at the local Burger King. I dropped a steamer on the floor as the innocent customers looked on in horror.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A Korean diplomat living in Chile stands accused of raping a twelve-year-old girl. Along with that, he is also suspected of sexually assaulting a fourteen-year-old teenager. The young woman would come to his office for language lessons, and he would use the time to touch her improperly. He's now under investigation by the Korean powers-that-be.

I turned on Fox News. Many in Germany are angry at Angela Merkel. She's being blamed for the recent deaths of nine Germans at the hands of Islamic extremists. And the sad truth can't be denied. This once beautiful nation is now awash with crazy Muslims. Hopefully, Angela is on the way out. She let these people in with open arms against the will of her fellow citizens. Consequently,  the blood of the innocent is on her hands. If I were king of the world, I'd have that old whore stripped and horse-whipped. It's a good thing that nobody listens to me.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everyone. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Say It Ain't So)
  

Monday, December 19, 2016

S. Korea sends 8 rescued N. Korea fishermen back home

(Rescued fishermen were sent back to North Korea.)

Yesterday, my wife made fried chicken for dinner. The meal was wonderful. Her poultry is even more tasty than mine. She's the Asian Martha Stewart. She also prepared French fries as a side dish. They were crisp and salty and delicious. I washed the vittles down with several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of beer on the peninsula. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched the latest episode of The Walking Dead. Negan shows up unexpectedly at Rick's front door. He cooks spaghetti and biscuits with Rick's son. Then he plays pool with one of the friendly neighbors. During the middle of the game, he takes out a large knife and guts the poor man. The guy's intestines fall all over the pavement. After that, he shoots a fat lady right through the head. Rick's had enough. He's now decided that it's time to kill his nemesis.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun watching television while reclining on my sofa. Sadly, lots of people will never get to experience this type of joy. They live in grass huts, and are forced to eat grubs and pigeons. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Malawi.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of freshly brewed coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Three North Korean fishing boats collided with several Chinese vessels. The fishermen were adrift on the ocean for over two months. Only eight survived. The rest starved to death or succumbed to illness. I wonder if the survivors ate human flesh to stay alive. I wouldn't blame them. Mother Nature is a cruel bitch, and sometimes we have to do what is necessary to keep breath in our bodies.

I turned on Fox News and watched Greg Gutfeld. He talked about a Muslim-American teenager who is dating a Catholic boy. The girl stayed out too late with her boyfriend and concocted a story so that her father wouldn't get angry. She told the cops that she had been assaulted on the subway by Trump supporters. The whole tale was a lie, and she was later arrested for filing a false police report. Her dad punished her by shaving her head.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(The Allman Brothers)
 

Sunday, December 18, 2016

A Korean man sent to jail for sexual assault

(Man sent to prison for three years after assaulting his girlfriend.)

Yesterday, I took my wife to a restaurant. We ate fifteen dollars worth of fried chicken. We also had rice cake smothered in hot sauce. The meal was delicious. I washed the vittles down with a pitcher of beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched an episode of Alone. The set up? Ten people are dropped off by helicopter into the middle of Patagonia. The last one standing earns half a million dollars. One of the contestants is a survival trainer from Pennsylvania. You would think that he'd be one of the favorites. But the guy taps out after just two days. I don't blame him. Those forests are filled with pumas.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to spend Saturday nights at a chicken restaurant. It's also fun to drink beer with your woman from time to time. Unfortunately, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in the deep dark jungle and feast on roots and berries. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in the Amazon Jungle.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A Korean man in his forties was sentenced to three years in jail for sexually assaulting his girlfriend. He put a tattoo on her ass against her will, claiming the poor woman as his property. He also took naked pictures and threatened to place them on the internet. She paid nearly $30,000 dollars to get them back. Three years sounds a little too merciful for this type of scumbag. If I were king of the world, I'd have him thrown off a cliff.

I turned on Fox News. Michelle Obama claims that all hope is lost now that Donald Trump is president. It's time to get over it. Trump won in a fair election. In four more years, the democrats can regain their lost mojo with a stronger candidate. The party screwed up royally when it chose Hillary. The powers-that-be would have been better off promoting Bernie rather than scheming to destroy his campaign from behind the scenes. They only have themselves to blame.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Kansas)

Sunday, December 11, 2016

Park Geun-hye joins league of disgraced Korean Presidents

(Most Korean presidents are corrupt.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of salt and grease. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a wonderful cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer. It's both smooth and delicious.

I watched another episode of Vikings. It's my favorite television show. Nobody wants to join Ragnar on his latest trip to England. Some of his fellow Vikings even spit in his face. So he has to give away his treasure to employ old gray-haired sailors. His crippled son Ivar accompanies him. However, the poor kid is laid low by sea sickness and fear. His father's forced to tie him to the mast. Vikings comes with my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, I'm glad that I wasn't born during the Middle Ages. I'd never make it as a Viking. I'm just too soft and doughy.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Korean presidents have been corrupt since the republic was formed after World War II. In fact, many of them have spent time in jail. So this latest example of government corruption has caught no one by surprise. Park Geun-hye is just another disgraced public official caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

I turned on CNN. The CIA believes that Russia hacked into the emails of democratic politicians in order to help Trump during the election. Trump lashed back, implying that the American intelligence agency is populated with a bunch of misinformed morons. I blame the mainstream press. Why do we have to rely on WikiLeaks to get the real news of the world? Western journalists should hide their heads in shame.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Stone in Love)

Saturday, December 10, 2016

President impeached

(The South Korean president just got impeached.)

Yesterday, I had bacon and French fries for dinner. I cooked the meat using generous amounts of salt and grease. The strips came out all hot and crisp and delicious.  I'm a wonderful chef. Love is my main ingredient. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched the latest episode of The Exorcist. The demon is now inside Regan's body. It goes on a bloody rampage, killing several nuns. Casey and Kat know that their mother is pure evil. They try to escape in the wee hours of the early morning with their dad. But the demon is cunning. He stops their attempt and punishes them for their disobedience. I heard that The Exorcist might get canceled. It's down to a million viewers per episode. I'm not surprised. The show is very disturbing. It's just too frightening for television.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to get drunk and watch the tube. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in hovels and wipe their asses with their bare hands. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Liberia.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt that I was forced to climb a mountain. I fell from a ledge and died.

I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Korean president was impeached yesterday at 7 p.m. I'm not really sure what that means, or how it will impact my life. Heck, I don't even know what crimes she committed. I'm oblivious to Korean politics. I've got my own fish to fry.

I turned on CNN. Don Lemon talked about the Dylan Roof case with a psychiatrist. Dylan is the deranged young man who murdered nine people in a South Carolina black church. The psychiatrist thinks that Mr. Roof is a paranoid schizophrenic. He pointed to Dylan's muted emotions. He talked about the crimes as if he were shopping for groceries. Don, on the other hand, blames racism. They're probably both right.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(If You Want Blood)

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Jail sentences, fines over adult sex club

(Another sex club was discovered in Seoul.)

Yesterday, I had shrimp and French fries for dinner. I cooked the shrimp using generous amounts of salt and grease. They came out all pink and juicy and delicious. Plus the French fries were salty and crisp. I'm a wonderful cook. Poultry is usually my specialty, but sometimes I like to shake things up. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of beer.

I watched another episode of The Walking Dead. There is another faction living in the woods. This group of people is made up entirely of women. All the men were killed by Negan years earlier--even the young boys. Negan is a real bastard. These women seem nice enough. However, they're very afraid that their enemies will find their new camp. The Walking Dead is a great show. But it often makes me feel a tad blue. The material is very depressing.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to watch television while eating shrimp. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. In fact, shrimp is considered unclean by many religions. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Israel.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Several people were arrested for profiting off a sex club in Seoul. The guy who ran the joint was given a two year jail sentence, and the harlots who serviced the customers were fined nearly $1,500. Strangely, most of the patrons who frequented the club were married couples. I guess sex gets boring, and they do all kinds of weird stuff to spice things up.

I turned on CNN. Donald Trump still hasn't picked his new Secretary of State. Most folks have their money on Mitt or Rudy. However, a new candidate was recently announced. He's John Huntsman from Utah. Johan ran for president back in 2012, but things didn't work out. The people chose Romney, instead. Obama later made him ambassador to China because Huntsman can speak Chinese.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(The Zoo)

Sunday, December 4, 2016

Major leaguer Kang Jung-ho busted for drunk driving

(Kang Jung-ho has been a naughty boy.)

Yesterday, I had bacon and French fries for dinner. The meal was wonderful. The strips of pork came out all hot and crisp and delicious. Plus the fries were nice and salty. I'm a marvelous cook. Usually, I stick to poultry, but from time to time, I like to shake things up. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of beer.

I watched the new episode of Vikings. Ragnar returns to his village. However, he receives a cold shoulder from both his family and friends. Floki has built a new ship for Bjorn, and they plan to sail for the coast of Italy. Ragnar tries to convince them to return to England, but they decline. Luckily, the unpopular Viking has a crippled son named Iva the Boneless who still loves him. Ivar finally agrees to travel with his father. Vikings comes with my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to kick back on a Saturday evening and watch television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in countries without electricity or running water. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Brazil.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt about a woman who broke my smart phone. I asked her to replace it, but she threatened to hit me with a large ashtray.

I woke up at 9 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Kang Jung-ho is a Korean who plays baseball for the Pittsburgh Pirates. He recently returned to Seoul and got nabbed for drunk driving. He hit a pole with his car and fled on foot. Later, he turned himself in to the powers-that-be. Kang's been a naughty boy. He was also accused of sexually assaulting a woman in Chicago during the baseball season. However, the charges were later dropped.

I turned on CNN. The media is abuzz because Donald Trump accepted a personal call from the president of Taiwan. America is supposed to comply with a One-China foreign policy. We are forced to kiss Chinese ass because they manufacture all of our goods. This ancient nation is pretty much an American sweatshop. I like Trump. It's time for change.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Jethro Tull)

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Man convicted of having body tattooed to dodge military service

(Koreans don't like body ink.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I cooked the bird using generous amounts of grease and salt. The meal was wonderful. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a gifted cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched an episode of Westworld. It turns out that the black guy named Bernard is actually an android. I am still in shock. He seems so normal. Bernard's maker orders him to murder a middle aged woman. He complies without question, bashing her brains in against a wall. He later feels a great deal of guilt about his crime. But his maker washes away his memories. Westworld is a lot of fun. It comes with my highest recommendation.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to get drunk while watching television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They don't even have electricity or running water. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Djibouti.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt about Conor McGregor. He took me to a pub in Belfast. However, the owner refused to serve me. He told me that I drink too much. I left the establishment in a huff.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A Korean man had his body covered in tattoos in order to avoid mandatory service in the military. Many Koreans are afraid of body ink. They find it repulsive. A judge sentenced him to prison for a period of one year. Seems a bit harsh to me. I often wonder if South Korea is actually a democracy. Koreans certainly don't enjoy the same freedoms as Americans.

I turned on Fox News. An angry Muslim committed an act of terrorism at Ohio State University. This young man drove his car into a crowd. After that, he started stabbing people with a butcher knife. Luckily, a fast-thinking policeman shot and killed the twisted bastard. It turns out that he was from Somalia and spent several years in Pakistan before coming to my nation. I'm with President Trump. We need to vet these punks.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Ronnie James Dio)

Monday, November 28, 2016

Why China needs to talk a lot more about gay sex and HIV

(Sex education is lacking in China.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of salt and grease. The meal was wonderful. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a great cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank a large plastic bottle of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of beer in Korea. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched an episode of Gotham. It turns out that The Penguin is a sodomite. He has the hots for his pal The Riddler. The Riddler, on the other hand, is a psychotic who kills women. He's currently dating a librarian. She's willing to take a chance on the strange man. This has The Penguin in a jealous rage. He's currently finding ways to eliminate his romantic rival. Lots of television shows have at least one homosexual character. Times are changing.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said The Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to eat poultry in the comfort of my own apartment. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They're simply too poor to afford meat. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Kenya.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while taking a bathroom break. China doesn't focus a great deal on sex education. And because of this, thousands of gay men are contracting HIV. For example, one young sodomite thought condoms were strictly for the prevention of pregnancy. He had no idea that they're also used to prevent venereal disease. He blames his illness on the Chinese government.

I turned on CNN. Many people are wondering who the new Secretary of State will be. I'm not pulling for Rudy or Mitt Romney. I hope it's a former military officer. First of all, Rudy has too many financial ties to foreign governments. He's been working as an international lobbyist for the last several years. Mitt, on the other hand, is just a complete and utter douche bag. I have no idea how that piece of scuzz made it to the short list.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(What Can I Do)

Saturday, November 26, 2016

Choi Hyung-woo signs record W10 bil. deal with Kia

(Choi Hyung-woo is now a Kia Tiger.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of grease and salt. The meal was wonderful. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a gifted cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched another episode of The Walking Dead. Negan is a great antagonist. He comes to the compound and takes all of Rick's guns. However, two pistols are missing, so he threatens to shoot poor Olivia right in the head. Rick and his team scramble to find the firearms. Meanwhile, Rosalita is sent on an errand to recover Daryl's motorcycle. She's not good at eating shit, and trouble is on the way. I'm a huge fan of The Walking Dead. But it often leaves me feeling hopeless and hollow. Watch at your own risk.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to get drunk and watch television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. In many countries, drunkards are flogged and thrown in prison. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Saudi Arabia.

I went to bed at midnight. I didn't dream. I woke up at 9 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Choi Hyung-woo is a baseball star who used to play for the Samsung Lions. The Kia Tigers inked him to a new contract. He will now earn nine million dollars over the next four years, making him the highest paid player on the peninsula. I've given up on Samsung. I'm switching my allegiance to the SK Wyverns. The team's new manager is an American, and I want to see him do well.

I turned on CNN. Fidel Castro died at the age of ninety. He was an evil monster. Nevertheless, the American left absolutely adored this demon. Men like Bernie Sanders, Michael Moore, and Oliver Stone spent their careers kissing Fidel's communist ass. They should all be ashamed of themselves. The good news? Castro is burning in hell as we speak. God's will be done.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and blessings upon everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Kiss)

Thursday, November 24, 2016

Will Presdent Park be impeached?

(President Park is fighting for her political life.)

Yesterday, I had shrimp and French fries for dinner. I fried the shrimp using generous amounts of salt and grease. The meal was delicious. Usually, I stick to poultry, but I'm trying to expand my horizons. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer.

I watched another epidsode of The Walking Dead. Daryl is currently Nagan's prisoner. He's trapped in a closet where he's forced to eat dog food. Nagan is a real son-of-a-bitch. What he likes to do is turn his enemies into zombies and impale them on sharp poles in front of his compound. Luckily, he's taken a shine to Daryl. Nagan wants him to become a soldier in his army. I love The Walking Dead. The effect the program has on my is quite visceral. It makes me feel both hollow and hopeless.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's great to be fluent in English. Lots of people would give their left nut to speak English as well as me. No kidding. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Cuba.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt about visiting a water park in Paris. I didn't have enough money to pay the bill.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Korean president is named Park Guen-Hae. She might get impeached for being corrupt. She's also under fire for having a friend who belongs to a cult. The biggest problem with politics in Korea is the collusion between government and big business. Trust me. Political scandal is nothing new to the peninsula. This tawdry dance has been going on since the end of the war in 1953.

I turned on CNN. Donald Trump is considering Mitt Romney for Secretary of State. If this appointment happens, it will be a slap in the face to all Trump supporters--including me. Mitt represents everything I hate about America. He's a slick vulture capitalist who called fifty percent of my fellow citizens a bunch of losers. Nevertheless, I still have faith in The Donald. He won the election, so I shall give him a pass for now.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Steve Miller)

Sunday, November 20, 2016

S. Korea reports new bird flu outbreak

(Thousands of chickens and ducks have been killed in South Korea.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of grease. The meal was wonderful. It came out all crisp and salty and delicious. I'm a great cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer.

I watched the latest episode of The Exorcist. Casey's demon is a real evil bastard. He tells the priests that Casey is nailed to the floor in hell. Her body then levitates ten feet above the bed and naughty words spew from her mouth. After that, the beast seemingly vanishes. Father Tomas and Father Marcus celebrate their victory over a beer. However, the demon is still present. He has simply changed hosts. The Exorcist is terrifying. I should probably stop watching the program, but I'm a sucker for punishment.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty nihilist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to get drunk while eating poultry. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They spend their lives dining on monkey brains in the deep dark jungle. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in the Central African Republic. 

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. There's been a new bird flu outbreak in South Korea. Forty thousand chickens and twenty-two thousands ducks had to be killed. The bird flu is pretty common in Asia. I've come down with the disease on a couple of occasions. But it's no big deal. I find that Tami-Flu gets me back on my feet in a couple of days.

I turned on CNN. Once again, the network is accusing Donald Trump of being a racist. The talking heads are now upset that Jeff Sessions has been appointed the new Attorney General. Sessions stands accused of telling racist jokes some thirty years ago. I like the appointment. He's a law-and-order kind of guy. Plus he's certainly a better  choice than Gentle Eric Holder or Loretta Lynch.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Mother)

Thursday, November 17, 2016

Donald Trump will meet with Kim Jong-Un

(Trump wants to meet with Kim Jong-Un.)

Yesterday, I prepared chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of grease. It came out all hot and salty and delicious. I'm a wonderful cook, and poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched CNN. Don Lemon had more angry black people on his show. They claimed that Steve Bannon is a racist who should not be allowed to enter the White House. First of all, Bannon isn't a racist. I've been reading Breitbart.com for years, and I've yet to encounter an objectionable story. Secondly, Trump has a right to appoint his own cabinet officials--within reason. It's not like Steve's a skinhead. He's merely an outspoken conservative. And what's wrong with that? Browse the site, and tell me what I'm missing.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to get drunk from time to time. Life's filled with pressure, and an occasional pull from the jug helps take the edge off. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of pleasure. If they get caught with a cocktail, they're sentenced to 100 lashes in the town square. I try to look on the bright side. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Saudi Arabia.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt about getting ripped off by a cable guy. He told me that it would take a month for him to fix me up with cable television and wi-fi. I went crazy, but he calmly stood his ground. I had to pay him three hundred dollars to get him to do his job. I told my mother, and she scolded me.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Donald Trump's interested in having a face-to-face meeting with Kim Jong-Un. This is actually a very good idea. It's time to drag this reclusive nation in from the cold. We currently do lots of business with terrible countries. For example, we have warm relations with Jordan and Egypt. So why not add another asshole to our list of friends? It's in America's best interests.

I turned on CNN. Supposedly, Trump's son-in-law Jared Kushner is pushing Chris Christie out of the nest. Why? Christie's responsible for putting Jared's father in the penitentiary back in the day. To that point, Mike Rogers-- one of Christie's strongest allies--was recently fired by the Trump team. This is all inside baseball. Just thinking about the power struggle inside the Trump Tower gives me a headache. But I have a feeling that Donald is going to be a good president. He strikes me as a very pragmatic man.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Journey)

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Prosecution wants death penalty for child abusers

(Koreans want toughter penalties for child abuse.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using generous amounts of salt and grease. The meal was wonderful. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a great cook. Poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched CNN. Don Lemon had an all-black panel on his show. They criticized Dave Chapelle for not being harder on Donald Trump. They also said that Trump's election came down to race. It was a case of white vengeance against the minority communities. Of course, nothing could be further from the truth. Many of Trump's supporters were blue-collar democrats who had voted for Obama during the previous election. People are hurting, and the liberal elites just don't get it.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to drink soju while eating chicken. It's also nice to go to bed with a full stomach. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They are so poor that they use their bare hands for toilet paper. Things could always be worse. I'm just thankful that I wasn't born in Djibouti.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Korean prosecutors will start seeking the death penalty when child abuse results in death. This change is due to public pressure. Dead children have been turning up all over the peninsula. However, the government hasn't executed anyone since 1997. The penalty is mainly symbolic. Those currently on death row basically have life sentences.

I turned on CNN. The network claims that Trump's transition is a complete mess. All kinds of names have been floating around for various cabinet positions, and the jockeying for power is turning into a knife fight. I have to admit that I'm a bit worried about the process. Trump promised to drain the swamp. So why is he considering John Bolton for the secretary of state? That's the last thing we need. What I yearn for is more outsiders running the White House. I'm tired of the circle-jerk.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Jamey Johnson)

Monday, November 14, 2016

Koreans also target of racist incidents after Trump victory

(Koreans in America claim they have been targeted by racists.)

Yesterday, I had egg rolls for dinner. I fried them using generous amounts of grease and salt. They came out all hot and juicy and delicious. I washed the vittles down with several glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite beer on the peninsula. It's both smooth and tasty. A good time was had by all.

I watched the UFC. The featured bout was a match between Conor McGregor and Eddie Alvarez. I found it to be rather disappointing. Eddie kept getting clipped with overhand lefts. He had no answer for the punch. He was eventually knocked out in the second round after sustaining a ton of damage. Conor is now the 155-pound champion. His next opponent is probably Tony Ferguson, so he won't be wearing that belt for long.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy nihilist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's fun to drink beer while watching the UFC. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this kind of joy. They spend their days toiling in the fields as they fend off the tsi-tsi flies. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Liberia.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Some Koreans claim that they've been the target of racism after Trump's victory. For example, one girl said that a group of white men drove past her and shouted, "Hey, where's the soy sauce?" This behavior is unacceptable. But it's not like anyone is getting lynched. In fact, it's usually Trump supporters who are the victims of violence.

I turned on CNN. The talking heads were aghast that a racist like Steve Bannon has been offered a job in the White House. Steve runs Breitbart.com. I love the site. It's edgy and to the point, savaging both republicans and democrats alike. Mr. Bannon takes no prisoners. However, liberals believe that Breitbart is nothing more than a portal for white nationalism. I'm not buying into the bullshit. Trump's president, and he's going to do a great job for the minorities. The titty-babies will just have to accept that he won fair and square, and get on with their lives.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Beast of Burden)

Sunday, November 13, 2016

S. Korean gets jail term for threatening to kill US envoy to Seoul

(A Korean man was found guilty of intimidation.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I fried the bird using ample amounts of grease and salt. The meat came out all crisp and crunchy and delicious. I'm a great cook. Poultry is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched the latest episode of The Exorcist. The demon has taken complete possession of Casey once again. The poor girl is literally rotting away. Her skin is covered with black patches of dead skin, and her teeth are about to fall out. One of the nuns tries to feed her poison in order to quell her suffering. Meanwhile, Father Tomas continues to bump uglies with his girlfriend. His bad behavior is putting the exorcism at risk.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my lives. For instance, it's fun to spend my Saturday watching American television. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this type of joy. They live in the deep dark jungle and wipe their dirty asses with their hands. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in the Philippines.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt that I bought a house in America. The former owner offered to clean my underwear in his washing machine.

I woke up at 7 a.m. and read the paper. A Korean man was sent to the penitentiary for eighteen months on the charge of intimidation. He went on the Internet and threatened to kill the American ambassador. He also wrote that he would rape President Obama's oldest daughter, Sasha, if given the chance. This guy sounds like a real nut-job. Prison is the best place for him. 

I turned on CNN. Young folks are still rioting after Donald Trump's election. The talking heads suggest that President Trump should speak to these individuals and get them on his side. But let's be honest. Those kids wouldn't piss on Trump to put him out if he were on fire. There's a real disconnect between the leftist elites and the working man. Even Jesus would have a tough time bridging that gap.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(My Sharona)

Friday, November 11, 2016

US issues latest travel warning for N. Korea

(North Korea is an unpopular vacation spot.)

Yesterday, I had bacon and eggs for dinner. I fried the meat using ample amounts of grease and salt. The strips came out all hot and crunchy and delicious. The meal was wonderful. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several glasses of Belgian pilsner. I felt like a king.

I watched the UFC. Rafael Dos Anjos took on Tony Ferguson. Both men are excellent fighters, and the match was a real blood bath. But Tony was just a little bit better than his opponent. He won a five round unanimous decision. Soon Conor McGregor and Eddie Alvarez will fight for the title. However, there's no doubt in my mind that Ferguson could kick both their asses. The UFC rocks. All that violence gives me a huge head-rush.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy atheist. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, it's nice to drink beer while watching sports. Sadly, a lot of people will never experience this kind of pleasure. They're too busy toiling in the fields in order to feed their families. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Tajikistan.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The United States just issued its latest travel warning for North Korea. Uncle Sam wants his citizens to stay away from this evil little country. Fourteen Americans have been detained over the last decade. In fact, two are currently locked away as we speak.

I turned on CNN. Many youngsters are protesting Donald Trump's victory. These gatherings are becoming quite gross. For example, a woman was caught in public shitting on one of his posters. The video was uploaded to Facebook. Don't try to find it. You'll just end up tossing your cookies. Lots of millennials are nothing more than titty-babies who constantly scream about social justice--whatever the hell that means. Their candidate lost fair and square. They should wash the sand from their vagina and get on with their lives. We'll have another election in four more years. That's the way the system works.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(China Girl)

Thursday, November 10, 2016

Over 50% of young Korean women have unprotected sex

(Young Korean women are using bith control.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I cooked the poultry using ample amounts of salt and grease. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a wonderful cook. Chicken is my specialty. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. I also drank several large glasses of Cass. Cass is my favorite brand of Korean beer. It's both smooth and tasty.

I watched CNN. Van Jones had a mini-breakdown after learning that Donald Trump would be his next president. Van confessed that he was very afraid. He then brought up the idea white-lash. Mr. Jones believes that white people voted for Trump in order to oppress people of color. This, of course, is complete nonsense. Clinton lost because she couldn't hold her vaunted blue wall. Working class democrats went with Donald. And who can blame them? They were simply sick and tired of getting screwed by both parties.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, I'm very grateful that the Bush and Clinton families are out of presidential politics for the foreseeable future. Hillary shall spend the remainder of her days baking cookies for her grandchildren. It will be nice to see her spending some quality time in the kitchen. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Iran.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. More than fifty percent of young Korean women refuse to use any type of contraception. That's why the peninsula is an abortion factory. The medical community blames this behavior on poor sexual education. I truly don't know the cause. Safe-sex just seems like common sense to me. But I have a phobia when it comes to germs. I've been with the same woman for decades.

I turned on CNN. The historian Doris Kearns Goodwin gave her assessment of Trump's victory. She basically said that the white working class is chock full of dullards. American factories--according to Goodwin--are simply a thing of the past. Therefore, Joe Six-Pack had better get used to working at Walmart. Doris is completely full of shit. Our annual trade deficit is 800 billion dollars. I think we can do better than that. Final analysis? Ms. Goodwin can go take a flying screw at a rolling donut.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day. 

(Come On Eileen)

Sunday, November 6, 2016

Chinese students arrested over assault on restaurant worker

(Chinese students beat up a Korean restaurant worker.)

Yesterday, I was very sick. I have a severe cold which is kicking my ass. So I made myself a light dinner consisting of eggs and toast. I also ate an apple. The meal was delicious. I'm a big fan of apples. I like the types which are hard and sweet and juicy. I washed the vittles down with several bottles of water. Sometimes, water is the only beverage which truly quenches my thirst.

I watched the latest episode of The Exorcist. Marcus finally finds Casey. She's taking a dip in Lake Michigan during the middle of winter. Marcus drives the demon from her body by baptizing the girl and quoting Saint Paul. The energy is so intense that thousands of dead fish rise to the surface. Meanwhile, Satan has made his way to planet Earth. The Exorcist is really creepy. I have no idea why I torture myself with fear. Maybe I'm a sucker for punishment.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For instance, I have access to medication and rest. Sadly, lots of people aren't that fortunate. Simple illnesses--such as malaria or strep-throat--can often turn fatal due to lack of treatment. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Zimbabwe.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I didn't dream. I woke up at 7 a.m. and drank a big glass of water. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. Three Chinese students assaulted a restaurant worker on Jeju Island. They became angry after he refused to serve them alcohol. Apparently, the students were already drunk and it was three in the morning. The waiter told the men that he wanted to close up and go home. They punched him in the face.

I turned on CNN. I'm really quite shocked about the election. Donald Trump is now neck-and-neck with Hillary. He even has a good chance to pull out states like Michigan and New Hampshire. The latest email scandal has really been a kick in the nuts to the Clinton campaign. I still think she's going to win, but stranger things have happened. Just look at Brexit.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(Band on the Run)

Thursday, November 3, 2016

Korean Coast Guard opens fire at illegal Chinese fishing boats

(South Korea is getting tough on Chinese fishermen.)

Yesterday, I had chicken for dinner. I cooked the bird using liberal amounts of salt and grease. It came out all hot and crisp and delicious. I'm a wonderful chef. Poultry is my specialty. No kidding. I washed the vittles down with two bottles of Cham soju. After that, I drank a big glass of beer. A good time was had by all.

I watched the game between the NC Dinos and the Doosan Bears. Doosan emerged victorious by the score of 8 to 1. The Bears are now the champions of the KBO. I'm a huge fan of Korean baseball. The players are high level, and the games are still affordable. You can get a pretty good seat for under twenty dollars. Baseball in America is just too damn expensive. For instance, the cheap seats in Wrigley Field for the World Series cost $2,000. The working man is being priced out.

I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some dirty pagan. I thanked The Savior for his many blessings upon my life. For example, it's nice to watch baseball in the comfort of my toasty apartment. Sadly, lots of people will never experience this joy. Their only form of entertainment is witnessing the local adulteress being stoned to death for her crimes against Islam. Things could always be worse. I'm just glad that I wasn't born in Yemen.

I went to bed at 10 p.m. I dreamt that I visited my mother in Florida. There was a huge storm and her house flooded. My step-father was really pissed.

I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank a cup of instant coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. The Chinese have been illegally fishing in South Korean waters for decades. Now the coast guard has the task of putting an end to their shenanigans. One vessel  recently fired on several Chinese fishing boats with an M-60 machine gun. Thankfully, nobody was hurt.

I turned on CNN. The Ku Klux Klan recently endorsed Donald Trump in their newspaper. The KKK wants to make America great again. At least that's what the headline said. This news doesn't bother me in the least. Donald Trump isn't a racist. Nor is he a white nationalist. These are liberal lies spread by the mainstream media because they don't have anything else to use against the man. Their candidate is a real loser who's been screwing up the United States for the last three decades. If Trump sticks to the issues, he should do fine. There's even a slight chance that he might win this thing. I'm keeping the faith.

Anyway, my quiver is empty. So long for now, and God bless everybody. Enjoy the song of the day.

(The Kinks)