Me & my bro was in a cult for 4yrs and we attended one of the member funerals. Weirdest fucking experience. Imagine a room with a bunch of chairs faced towards an open casket then 3 different cake (coffee cake, chocolate or lemon) on a table behind the chairs. Everyone helped themselves to a slice of cake, sat down and ate their cake in silence while staring at the open casket corpse like it was a football game. Mfs proceeded to loop this religious song where it was like "come and join the circle come and be my friend." No tears were shed from anybody either.

It doesn't stop there cause they deadass invited us to a after-party where we proceeded to eat more cake and drink cola.