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So we were at a funeral yesterday. Some high school grad died in a car crash. Pretty fucking tragic for a young life, full of promise, to be snuffed out.
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| The religious emcee or whatever was up front giving some speech, and he was acting like a fucking primadonna. | |
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| Yeah, like "look at me, I can talk like a televangelist, I can wave my arms" | |
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| I gotta say he had the whole weird, affected, inappropriate JEE-zuss thing nailed pretty well. | |
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| And it was completely repellent/offensive to us. We were like, this shit has got to go. | |
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| So I walked up front, and as he was yelling "and ah buh-LEEEEEEVE the WORRRRRD of the LAWWWWWWD!" I pepper sprayed the motherfucker. | |
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| Tears were streaming down his face. I nodded and said, "there you go, everybody should be crying at a funeral." | |
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