"I'll join his band!!" Rodrigo yelled as the soldiers dragged him down the hall.
"I'll join!" He cried.
The soldiers said something to each other in Korean and began to drag him in the other direction.
Meanwhile, Donald was unstrapped and his wrinkly pale leg was bandaged. Apparently he was willing to join the band if North Korea funded the Mexican border wall. The Koreans didn't really think that it was going to work but oh well, it did.
They were driven in separate cars over to Kim Jong Un's private hilltop cafe.
"So, you like to sing Vladdy Daddy?" Jong Un said and proceeded to drink some tea.
Vladimir was disturbed but didn't try to challenge him.
"Uh... yes, I do like to sing." He responded.
Vladimir laughed awkwardly, something he usually would never do.
Jongun gave a hearty laugh and picked up Vladimir's hand and shook it enthusiastically.
"We will make the dream come true, my friend!"
A squad of soldiers walked into the room, and brought in Donald and Rodrigo.
Vladimir looked at them, then looked at Jongun, who had a snake-like smile on his face.
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KIM JONG UNS KPOP BOYBAND
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