NEWSER– A pastor’s wife says a hearse was stolen from outside a Southern California church ahead of funeral services with a casket inside. The Los Angeles Times reports that the hearse was idling outside Ebenezer Baptist Church in South Los Angeles while the funeral director arranged flowers for Saturday morning services yesterday for 19-year-old Jonté Lee Reed. Shirley Little, the pastor’s wife, says the director called ministry friends for help when he saw the hearse was missing. Little says family members driving to the funeral had been notified and stopped the hearse four blocks from the church.
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Zombies. Whaddaya gonna do?
19 year old black kid in the hearse. Was he killed by a white cop
@Brad, if he had been, it would have been more than this little non-story bit:
http://homicide.latimes.com/post/jonte-lee-reed/
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Makes perfect sense. Do you know how many illegals you can stuff in a hearse?
CC, so your eluding to the fact that Black Lives Matter, except to other blacks. Got it.
Ghetto
Related subject: Why are there fences around cemetaries? It’s not like people are trying to break into them…
Everybody knows that you don’t leave the keys in anything out there. Especially that close to Slauson ave. And the higher the number of the east/west street names, the worse it gets. I think that’s down around 50th street. Shithole.
“Why are there fences around cemetaries? It’s not like people are trying to break into them…”
Or out
I give up.
KMM
!! You really don’t know? !!
Fences are needed around cemeteries because people are dying to get in there!
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(somebody got a rim shot for me?)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9CdVTCDdEwI
Very good! Very good!
The hearse is black.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IVViqUNeKeg
DAT RACISS!!!
Hearses should be equipped with anti theft devices. If stolen
a remote will activate a mechanical arm in the back which starts tapping on the wall behind the driver’s head and a voice moans “let me out”
I see a new version of Bait Car.
Have the officer pop out of the coffin.
BFH, there was a book written many years ago by Vancouver’s Coroner called “How Come I’m Dead,” one of the stories was about a prank they played on a new officer. They had one officer in a body bag and told the rookie to wheel him to the morgue in the basement. As soon as they got there, the officer in the bag sat-up. The rookie was Maori and he immediately clubbed the “body” with his billy club.