Date: November 9th, 2026 11:28 AM Author: Homemade Prostate
They were walking out with the casket down the aisle of the church. I grabbed the microphone by the altar and I started walking down the aisle with the casket.
I started singing in a chanting form pointing at the coffin:
“I have no respect! For that dog shit fucking breed!
That horse faced breed!
God didn’t try when he made that breed!
I don’t love! That low class fucking breed!
That dog shit breed!”
No one in the family went and talked to me the rest of the funeral. I thought my actions would attract a decent amount of like minded people who didn’t like this guy. It was my childhood home next door neighbors dad. He got cancer. I didn’t like how the kids were talking about him like he was a god during the speech. I made that known