I was at my parents’ cemetery paying my respects today...it’s a very large cemetery and I often drive around after paying my respects, looking at the variety of gravestones, some of which are very ornate and creative, and some have interesting inscriptions or sculptures on them....

Well as I was driving around, I was rounding a corner at the far end of the cemetery grounds, and a small grave site caught my eye...no gravestone, but there were brightly colored flowers to mark the spot, and various things left at the gravesite as adornments or mementos, so I got out of my car to check it out...Alas, it was the grave of a no-good gangbanger nigger.

It had no gravestone giving its name or date of expiration, but its fambly left some metal block letters on the grass that spelled “Snacky” which must have been this nigger’s gang name when it was alive and causing mayhem....A bunch of gaudy brightly colored plastic flowers were jammed into the ground at the spot, and there was one of those signs formed from flowers spelling “DAD” so this nigger obviously reproduced and left us with another precious nigger “legacy” out there somewhere....

There was also a printed page attached to a metal frame holder thrust into the ground, proudly festooned with over 15 photos of the dead nigger gangsta, all of them showing the nigger (looking about mid-20’s in age), in typical saggy pants, wearing lots of bling, flashing gang signs and flipping the middle finger, one shot was the nigger posing with its shiny gold toofuses in front of its ghetto hooptie, etc....so “endearing”....I guess the nigger never had any proper studio portrait ever taken of it while it was alive....

So apparently this nigger’s fambly cannot (or will not) afford a proper gravestone for its deleted nigger, and instead they go through the trouble of littering its gravesite with typical tacky Niggerish mementos and adornments. I’m surprised the cemetary management allowed it.....I did not have a camera on-hand to photograph this haphazardly decorated nigger gravesite, otherwise I would have posted it here...it was a sight to behold...

Anyway, I stood directly on top of the grave as I scornfully looked it over (standing directly on top of the grave, specifically to show disrespect to the nigger) and spoke aloud to the dead nigger there, “You damn, ugly stupid nigger....even in death you still look like an asshole...So were you deleted in a gang drive-by shooting? Or did you try fighting some cops and got ventilated? Or did your sprog play with your gun and pop a cap in your dumb nigger noggin? How DID your miserable, worthless life end, nigger? I bet they even buried you with your pants sagging, and had your cold dead hands form some stupid gangsta hand signs, didn’t they, nigger?” And I spat on the grave just out of spite. God, that felt good.

Out of deference to the cemetery, I was very careful NOT to touch or disturb or vandalize the site, just spit on it. But I wished I could piss on it or leave a turd on it...or spell “Nigger” on the grass using gasoline so the grass would die and leave the lettering for anyone to see....but I restrained myself. Niggers in death deserve no honor, respect or due deference....damn all niggers to Hell....