Some gang members killed a guy in my neighborhood. Because the guy was a druggie, the cops didn’t investigate. Hey, after all, this was going on all the time.
Image by Laughing Squid via FlickrWe took the body over to the funeral home, where it was put in a cooler. That was on Saturday, so we took Sunday off and went to church and stuff, then got over to the funeral parlor later to view the body. The guy opened the cooler and the body was gone!
I said to the director, “What the hell did you do with the body?” He answered, “I don’t think he was dead, I think he walked out of here.” I said, “Hey man, you expect us to believe that shit? With five bullet holes in his chest? Go find that body!”
There was some guy years later who claimed that 500 people saw the druggie walking around the neighborhood after he died. You can just imagine what kind of a loony he was! It’s the kind of story you’d expect to hear from a bunch of drunks at a party.