A political pivot results in a steamy encounter.
Trump loves Russia, but did you know that he has deep, undeniable feelings for China too? This is the thrilling, unrelated sequel to 50 Shades of Authoritarianism.
The warm sensation taking over America’s body could have been caused by the wine, the lavender wafting through the air, or the fact that China had just stepped back into the living room wearing only a silk robe.
Continue reading “50 Shades of Authoritarianism: 50 Shades Redder”
His head, anyway.
I mix vodka with orange juice and call it breakfast. The alcohol will help me forget that I didn’t sleep last night. Or the night before. Is it nighttime right now? I can’t tell because I never open the curtains because if I do they will watch me and I’m afraid.
Continue reading “A Rare Look Inside of North Korea”
Along with working on, and struggling with, an Australia- and Canada-centric story, I’m also working on something I’ll be submitting to the one and only Cracked.com. If they actually decide to publish my trash, ya’ll will be the first to know.
But I’m back here today, specifically, to throw a small heaping of international affairs f#%kery at you. Lately, North Korea has been incredibly naughty (read as: homicidal and destructive) and I’d be remiss if I didn’t write about it.
Continue reading “Things are heating up in East Asia!”
“You know what these boots are made for? Stomping fascists.”
A continuation of this story.
Turns out, the Abominable American wasn’t that hard to outrun. He was pretty slow due to his size, and also kind of lazy. He gave up chase five minutes in, after which he retreated to his lair to partake in material sin and filthiness.
Continue reading “North Korea the Red-Nosed Nation-State: Part II”
It was a special day at the North Pole.
Russia was ecstatic when her new baby boy was born with a red nose, for she knew the vibrant color derived from the boy’s fiery communist resolve.
“Look at him,” Russia said as she cradled her baby and stared in awe at the boy’s glowing snout. “Isn’t he beautiful, China?”
China took a sip of bourbon and flipped through the newspaper in his lap.”Sure.”
The trembling young country looked at his mother and then to China, big black eyes shining with innocence. “D… D…”
Russia gasped. “Look at you! Are you going to say your first word?”
The baby’s face wrinkled into a nasty look. “D…D… Duh… Die, Western dogs!”
Russia cried out, throwing her arms around her son as tears of joy pooled in the corners of her eyes.
Continue reading “North Korea the Red-Nosed Nation-State: Part I”
“You broke me just so you could put me back together.”
“Do you really want to try putting yourself back together?”
Her fist tightened once again and she bit her tongue because she didn’t dare admit that she wasn’t sure.
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In a coffee shop, they sat nearly shoulder to shoulder under warm orange lights as the chill of the night air watched them enviously from outside. The aroma of hot apple cider took their senses on a journey as Japan listened and America told stories.
“So, I’m standing in the doorway to his office.” Already Ameria was grinning. “Puttin’ the saucy on, you know, wiggling my ass, a little bit of eyebrow signaling–cause, you know, this war was huge for me. If I defeat the British Empire, I’ll look like such a badass.”
Continue reading “Fire, Meet Gasoline: How Japan and America went from enemies to friends with benefits”