Babylon Bee
110 Front Street, Suite 300
Jupiter, FL 33458

Dear Babylon Bee,

I am writing to you in response to the job opening on X entitled: Satire Validator. I, in fact, have no sense of humor and therefore would be perfect for this position. When I was a child growing up on the mean streets of Marion, Illinois; I was often seen as different from my siblings and my peers. They wanted ice cream from the Dairy Queen after church, I wanted a cold shower. They wanted a Nintendo, I wanted a dictionary. They wanted hugs and kisses, I simply desired a stern talking to.