Stroker and Hoop2004

Double-Wide:
John Strockmeyer, beloved friend to many, family member to some, private detective to all.

Angel:
BASTARD!

Double-Wide:
Bastard to a select handful.

Woman:
Oh, Stroker, you were too young. We could have been great together.

Angel:
Who the hell do you think you are, b*tch, huh? He's my ex-husband.

Double-Wide:
[sings while the two woman are fighting]

Stroker:
[narrating] I had several thoughts racing through my head at that precise moment. 1: Never bring your son to his own funeral. It was a crappy idea and I was prepared to take the blame for it. 2: Who the hell was that hot chick and where was she when I was supposedly alive? And 3: Where was Hoop? That bastard didn't even care about me dying?