"You can find me in the club, bottle full of bub
Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs
I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love
So come give me a hug if you into to getting rubbed"
Here lies Fidi Cen... popular rapper who talked about sex and drugs, no wonder he died.
"Wait, did we put this on the wrong grave, Ernest? This picture on this here epitaph don't look like no rapper..."
"Ya know, Walter, I think we did... this guy's name is something else. Can you read?"
"No, can you?"
"No, you think we can just leave it?
"Well I guess it won't hurt nuthin. Come on Ernest, it's happy hour. I bet Sally is workin' ta-nite, you thank so?"
"I shore hope so Walter... that youngin is hotter'n a barrel o'fire!"
*Walks off*