I knew of a black funeral parlor here in town. Pimp lookin cat was the director, drove the hearse around like his own personal ghetto cruiser. Hooker’s Cremation and Mortuary.
His ‘prep man’ was an a other old creepy black guy that wore the old man Hooker’s older suits. The sleeves were so long, the you couldnt see the man’s hands. He apparently didnt have a driver’s license. See him out walking everywhere. We all called him “Reptile” haunched over, droopy baggy suit. Be 100 degrees, he’s be pounding the pavement 2-3 miles on his way to the funeral home.
The larger ‘white folks’ funeral home here has a retard that works the door. Has a head the size of a charleston watermelon. He gave renegade50 a handful of butterscotch candy one day.
Haha.
Paintin pictures with words.
JFC.....
What the fugg are they thinking .
Got him sitting right their in the main entrance way .
Folks going in with kids for service for a relative or friend and bam!!!
1st thing you see going in is a mid 30,s corkinstien in a 3 peice suit staring at ya .
JFC.....
Told the wife to burn me up at neal tarpley down the road.
Dont need corkenstein in his other role as Igor the burner helper poking my dead eyes with toothpicks for tard kicks.....
It's fugging unerving going in that place and the 1st person you see is severe downes syndrome face of the business right off the back.
JFC.....
He didnt give me no bag of butterscotch candies.
Lol!!!!
Just gave me that blank look .
Like dolls eyes.......
