Frightened by the impending betrayal, the

Frightened by the impending betrayal, the little girl explored wearily in the ever expanding house until she came across

her Judas, the rag doll she knew as Mrs. Cindy. The lying stitch-mouthed slut was enjoying a tea party with Dr. Bearstein and his wife. "BITCH," screamed the little girl, as she

upended the tea table. Plastic china flew as she shoved the Bearsteins aside. She seized Mrs. Cindy by her floppy neck and howled into her button-eyes. "You deserted our

country for the last time, bitch!" she yelled as she threw Mrs. Cindy across the room, who's body landed in a crumpled heap. She picked up a chair from the floor and sat down to

hear the blaringly-loud anthem, "AAAHHMER-ICA! ~FUCK YEAH!~" Which meant that someone was probably watching Team America: World Police nearby. I picked up the remote to turn it off

but realized it was not a remote but a box that had strings emanating out of it attached to puppets. I was on a cat walk working the kim il jong puppet on the set, holy shit

talk about a puppet regime! The rumor was that Kim il Jong was in a vat of the same secret preservative the soviets had used to keep Lenin looking perky in his tomb. The Kim-puppet

all the encapsulated blond haired boys. Prof. X was N Koreas expert in creating preservatives. He discovered jelly serindiputously and was awarded the country's highest commodation

, a blue ribbon at the state fair for his gooseberry jam. At the dairy barn, the glorious leader's head was carved in butter. The S Koreans were envious.