About sungmokoo

I am a native of Chicagoland. I am old enough to know better even if I don't.

“Someone Like You, The Most Beautiful Girl In The Room” by FLIGHT OF THE CONCHORDS Vs. ADELE

Posted on July 15, 2018 by sungmokoo

Adele - Conchords
I have a feeling that current president of the United States, “Drag This Country Down” Donald Trump, is a bigger idiot than I’ve given him credit for. Does he not realize that his constant attack on the fake media only makes him an equally fake president? Sadly, the problem is deeper; he is a fake human being. He is the epitome of fake from the top of his Propecia™ generated hair to the bottom of his bone spurred feet. By the way, I just saw footage of him golfing in Scotland, FAKE GOLFER! By fake, I mean absolutely horrendous for someone who plays as much as he does.

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“Enjoy The Silent Skyfall” by ADELE Vs. DEPECHE MODE

Posted on July 14, 2018 by sungmokoo

Adele - Depeche Mode
Welcome to an alternative universe where Adele is the lead singer for English electronic band, Depeche Mode. Before you assume this may be a better world, it is important to bear in mind that this world has ice cream that tastes more like ice than cream, and the president of the United States is Howie Mandel. By the by, he makes current president of the United States, “Dung Heap” Donald Trump look like a fascist orange-skinned moron.

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“Human Nature Thinking Out Loud” by MICHAEL JACKSON Vs. ED SHEERAN

Posted on July 13, 2018 by sungmokoo

Jackson - Sheeran
It appears that America is going to hell in a handbasket, thanks to current president of the United States, “Drip-Dry” Donald Trump. We are forced to learn that democracy and due process is painstakingly slower than a 72-year old crazy reality television dotard with a big uncouth mouth and ludicrous hair backed by sinister puppet master, Vladimir “Poo Smirk” Putin.

And now, a mash up.

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Untold Tales Of The Dark Knight

Posted on July 12, 2018 by sungmokoo

Batman teams up with a box of facial tissue, but not before an intense game of CSI: Minesweeper.

Batman sat behind the disturbingly large computer screen, his cowl draped behind his head blending into his cape. This was when he was most at ease, the rare moment of openly being both Batman and Bruce Wayne, watching over his city in the way God may look down on Earth, or a peeping Tom gazing into the biggest window. Even though it was Christmas, he was ever vigilant, for crime never acknowledges religious holidays.

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