My sister dated a "John Bender". My sister was four years older than me, and he was the same age. He was in my 7th grade homeroom. Dude ended up getting hit by car when he ran out of a tree line and onto the road. Some homeowner caught him trying to steal a bike on their property and chased him off.
My sister had a VHS of his funeral. It was pretty classic. My sister was wearing this trashy miniskirt with 80's mall hair. There were all these headbangers with concert shirts and jean jackets with backpatches. You could hear the deceased's mother with her cigarette coughing, all throughout the service. Someone had a boombox and played Slayer. They were slowly banging their heads, because it was a solemn occasion. My sister did this corny "Ah luuuuve you, babe!". Someone put a bottle of Jack Daniels on his coffin with cheers from the crowd.
I really wish I could have made a copy of it.