I've been busy lately, between work and volunteering, so I haven't been following the Winter Olympics much, but reading about Mike Pence's embarrassing performance in Korea put the grotesque-yet-amusing-to-me notion that Pence would engage in a torrid affair with North Korean first sis and Martin Shkreli doppelganger Kim Yo Jong, then defect to the DPRK. Oh, wow, that would be some tale of star-and-DMZ-crossed lovers.
The upshot of this bizarre little fantasy is that I now have the musical North Side Story running through my head:
I just met a girl named Kim Yo -Jong!
And now the USA, just seems so dull and gray. TO MEEEE!
Kim Yo-Jong, say it soft and it sounds Byronic, say it loud and it sounds atomic!
It's going to take a lot of soju to dislodge this earworm from my skull.