Today I threw a rock at South Korea. It was a pretty big rock. So big in fact, that when it hit the South Korean guard tower, the soldier inside yelled "ouch" really loud. That must mean it hurt him. He saw me throw it too. I was hiding behind a tree, I snuck out quickly, threw it, and ran away laughing like a virgin school girl all the way back to my palace.
When I got back home, my defense minister told me that the Americans had called and complained. They said that if I threw another rock they would throw one back at me, but one that had a rocket attached to it and "went boom boom really loud" when it hit me.