Kim Jong-un to Dennis Rodman: I can out-Gangnam Style Psy any day! That pussy!
Welsh werewolf British Labour MP Magog Rhys Petley was in his bedroom with Lepardia Marango the cultural attache at the South African Embassy in London.
They were enjoying some buttermilk cookies and chocolate covered strawberries.
He was wearing a red signature Hugh Hefner men's nightgown and she was wearing a black lace lingerie slip.
His iPhone went off.
"I don't feel like answering that," he licked some chocolate off her chocolate breasts.
"It might be important," she purred.
He looked at the name and number, "It says it's from Dennis Rodman."
"The former basketball star?" Lepardia asked.
"Could be," Magog answered the phone.
After listening for a couple of minutes, he said "okay" and ended the call.
"What did he want?" Lepardia asked.
"Apparently North Korean leader Kim Jong-un wants to meet me," Magog looked astonished, "says I'm the only man who can prevent nuclear war on the Korean Peninsula."
"It looks like the pressure is really on you now," Lepardia lifted her slip and proceeded to mount Magog Rhys Petley.
She then thrust herself upon him in the same way that Shakespeare once wrote, "and some have greatness thrust upon them..."
To be continued.
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