<p>Doing my part for freedom, quotas, and beer money. Cleetus, a new ICE agent, writes a darkly satirical letter to his mom about quotas, family separations, and the bureaucratic 'brilliance' of his new patriotic job.</p>

Doing my part for freedom, quotas, and beer money. Cleetus, a new ICE agent, writes a darkly satirical letter to his mom about quotas, family separations, and the bureaucratic 'brilliance' of his new patriotic job.

Dear Mom: I Finally Found a Job Where Not Thinking Gets a Promotion

A man whose recipe for triple fudge brownies includes two quarts of vodka, sauerkraut, and a heaping tablespoon of bbq sauce. I write whatever seems to pop in my head whether I like it or not. Then I make a video out of the story. The rest is up to you. You have the power.  I'm just a humble custodian.

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A man whose recipe for triple fudge brownies includes two quarts of vodka, sauerkraut, and a heaping tablespoon of bbq sauce. I write whatever seems to pop in my head whether I like it or not. Then I make a video out of the story. The rest is up to you. You have the power. I'm just a humble custodian.

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Dear Mom: I Finally Found a Job Where Not Thinking Gets a Promotion

Dear Mom: I Finally Found a Job Where Not Thinking Gets a Promotion