Friends, Mobsters, Countrymen.

I come to you today to mourn the recently deceased man named Creeper.

Right before my eyes the fellow was violently done to death at 00:23 by a certain mobster by the name of nsieluumpr.

Being unable to find a target worthy of his shooting prowess during the janitorial sweeping of Chicago, the wizard took out this 74 year old gangster instead.

I invite you all to join me in prayer as we remember all the great accomplishments of Creeper.

Creeper had record of 7 letters being posted from his address during his 74 years of age.
Creeper had a well-known dislike for violence and did thus not possess a firearm.
Creeper put on an impressively looking suit.

Creeper looked like he still had plenty of life in him, despite being a Junior Gangster, and I witnessed that bright flame disappear from his eyes.

I am traumatised and can feel myself slipping into a deep chasm of melancholy.

Please send me money for psychological help.

Poor Creeper, he was a man of integrity and honor. He will be missed. Rip Soldier.

I don't know weezer, sorry.