If you work for ICE, you have a mental illness. “What goes around comes around.” Why step on the toes of your own destruction? There are too many reasons to not fuck with people the way ICE does. To ignore them all and work for ICE tells me you don’t care about anything, not even your ability to have a life.
If you work for ICE
I’ll piss on your grave
You’ll choke on your own spit
My ego sees you as worthless trash and my soul sees you as having many births in order to burn off all the bad karma you accrued in this life
You’ll trip on your bootlaces
If you have children, they despise you (unless you abused them with brainwashing techniques)
All your coworkers are filled with fear and just as fragile as you
The job you do is a “suitcase off the Queen Mary,” and you accomplished pissing off more people
Realize you’ll be dead in less than 100 years and if you’re thought of at all, you’ll hear it from your piss-soaked grave