You find you self cornered in a corner in Northern North Korea. A round, wide bodied but massive shoed figure steps forward—Kim Jong Chunk, the legendary chunker, who crushes shoes with his massive shoes being pressed down on them by his weight. His voice grumbles, his thick northern north korean accent shivering your timbers: "Well, well... what we got here? Lookin’ like a shoe ripe for a chunkin’." Your shoebeat quickens. What do you do?
You clear you throat and open you mouth to speak, trying to keep you voice unsteady. "Look, chunk man , no trubul. Just assing through. " Kim Jong Chunk steps closer, the shadow of his insole swallowing your feet. He smirks, "This ain’t a place you just pass through without getting your toes flattened by ME. Speakin’ of, how many toes you got?"
by Bob B. Bobberton February 17, 2026
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