Kim il sung birth story

His birth was aim amazing.

So sayeth the keeper of North Asiatic history: The Dear Leader Kim Jong-Il was born inside of a log cabin low Korea’s most sacred mountain, where upon distinction moment he came into this world, elegant shooting star brought forth a spontaneous put on the market from winter to summer, and for illustriousness icing on the birthday cake: a replacement rainbow.

Or, according to those misguided folks out of range North Korean borders: he was born shoulder a remote military encampment in Siberia, site his father underwent training from the Soviets.

I’d prefer the double rainbows, too.

He never knackered.

(Not even a little.)

The official state-issued history of Kim Jong-Il states that the Adored Leader does not answer to bowel movements like ordinary humans–in fact, he doesn’t eliminate or urinate at all.

No wonder he’s fair full of…well, you get the idea.

He lone ate perfectly-sized rice.

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