The Dictators and Me

Update:  Turns out Stalin got Mandela confused with Kony.  When I reminded him who Mandela was, he responded with, “Oh. He was cool, too.” 

Stalin came to my room during the middle of the night and whispered, ‘I wish i would have been more like Mandela.’  Still not sure if he was joking.

Texts with the Dictators: Group Message

Me: I’m trying to learn Italien, German, Korean, and Russian at the same time, you guys!
Me: Bonjourno!
Me: Allo!
Me: anyoung haseyo
Me: дравствуйте!!
Mussolini, Hitler, Kim Jong Il, Stalin:


Fun fact: Stalin’s favorite book is 1984. 

(we had a ‘confessions’ night last night)

Apparently, Lenin showed up on our doorstep begging for a place to stay.  Kim Jong Il opened the door, screamed, then promptly slammed the door in his face.  I do not know what this is about.  It must be an inside joke. 

Bitches in the club

Bitches in the club

The day Eva Braun and Hitler first met. 

The day Eva Braun and Hitler first met. 

I am so confused by this blog

Just a bit of treasonous, radical fun.

Karaoke Night

Yeah, sure, we have Karaoke Nights.  The problems is, the dictators think they can set up anywhere they want to.  Like in the middle of the Walmart produce section.

Kony 2013

Kony has just fallen into the koi pond.  After yelling some racial slurs at Kim Jong Il, he walked out the door.  Ironically, he claimed he’s going to swim back to Africa.