One day, Kim Jong Un ordered a conductor to compose a symphony to have the orchestra play.

The conductor spent all night composing it, and the next day the orchestra performed it for Kim Jong Un. 

The orchestra played so horribly that Kim Jong Un ordered for the conductor to be executed.

Just an hour before his execution, the guards asked the conductor what he would like to eat for his final meal.

"I'll take piping hot curry!" the conductor said.

The guards gave him the hottest curry he had in a long time. Then the time came, and he was put in the electric chair.

They turned it on, and the room filled with smoke. But the conductor was still alive.

Because of this, Kim Jong Un decided to give the conductor another chance to compose a symphony.

Again, the conductor spent all night composing a symphony.

The next day, the orchestra played it, playing just as horribly as before.

"Ugh!" Kim Jong Un said. "Execute him!"

Once he was waiting in his cell again, the guards came to the conductor and asked him what he would like for his final meal.

"I'll take piping hot curry!" the conductor said.

Once more, the conductor ate a bowl of delicious curry.

They put him in the electric chair and turned it on. The room filled with smoke, and he still did not die.

Dumb-founded by this miracle, Kim Jong Un allowed the conductor to have one last chance to compose a symphony.

The orchestra botched it up once again.

Kim Jong Un was furious and saw that the conductor was put on the electric chair himself.

"Can I have some curry?" the conductor asked.

"I've had it with you and your curry! It's straight to the electric chair with you!" Kim Jong Un said.

The guards strapped the conductor onto the electric chair.

The room filled with smoke and there were sparks.

Once the room cleared, Kim Jong Un and the guards could not believe their eyes.

The conductor was still alive!

"How!?" Kim Jong Un demanded.

The conductor smiled. "I'm just a terrible conductor."