LOL! This photo is from the time me, Zuckerberg, and Kim Jong Un heard that Hulk Hogan was spinning his signature style of 240bpm ‘Nosebleed Gabber’ techno at Club Herpes, a mere 110KM away.

So there’s the three of us, crammed in the back of Kim Jong Un’s Vauxhall Nova, and me and Zuckerberg are wanting him to stick on Pete Tong on Radio One, but Kim Jong Un is all like “My car, my rules. We’re listening to State propaganda.”

So Zuckerberg gets all annoyed, and starts mouthing off “OI JONG, YOU’RE WRONG ABOUT TONG!” Which caused a bit of an atmosphere on the journey down.

Anyway we get to the club and Zuckerberg (middle, 3 grams of amphetamine) was dancing so hard, that he didn’t even notice Kim Jong Un (right, mushrooms) was having a cheeky wee over the back of his trousers – but it didn’t matter anyway, because everybody was having a good time, and Hulk Hogan played a blinder.