Life became boring because there was no one as strong as me. I had just killed my wife because she said I had a butthole. I DO NOT! I AM A GOD! GODS DO NOT HAVE BUTTHOLES! I used the super nuke punch. I made a rap about myself. I am Kim Jong Illah, in bed, I am a gorilla, I nuke America, in this journal I am a narratah, everything I say makes sense, yes I pay my rents. That's it. So, after I killed my wife, some man tried to kill me. But I turned into superillah and punched him in a store with real food that is not cardboard. I had the police take him to jail. Jail is a very safe place for criminals. Look it up about North Korea, jails are nice there. If someone says it's bad, they are lying. I went home to sit down and lift weights. They weigh infinite pounds. My muscles are very big. All the ladies love them. They also love my motor boat. I left my house and went to the city. I saw a dragon, I knew what I had to do. I had to defeat it. Zoom forward a couple years to now. I am still being ambushed! What the hell are my men doing?! I will have to handle it myse
