Dudes and Dudettes,
We are gathered here today in the sign of God to give back what He gave us: Henry The Moustache. He was a good moustache. Very sweet. A lot of humour. A bit hairy.. but that was who he was.
Henry, you were, and still are, my moustache. I want you to know that in all I have ever done, I have always seen you before my eyes. Your hair accompanied me in every step and on every path.
You will be missed, sweet Henry
*throws ashes in the air*