Excuse me, may I be Frank?

This blog is probably going to rock your face off for a good solid week. Then I will get tired of it and find something better to do, like read recipes for biscuits and gravy or learn new porn sites. Also, it seems it's been more than a week now (two to be exact) so I established an e-mail address for feedback. If you want to give me ideas (and by ideas I mean approval and declarations of jealousy) or that recipe for biscuits and gravy, please do so at excusememayibefrank@yahoo.com.
Man: “I was simply coming over here to talk to the young girl about the dangers of chatting with strangers online. I was doing her a favor. I’m a saint!”
Chris Hansen: “Oh really? Then what did you mean by, ‘i can help u with ur anatomy homework baby, lol. u can just let me do alllll the work. ;)’ And why are there condoms, two bottles of Mike’s Hard Lemonade, and a stuffed koala bear in your backpack, sir?”
I really miss To Catch A Predator.

Man: “I was simply coming over here to talk to the young girl about the dangers of chatting with strangers online. I was doing her a favor. I’m a saint!”

Chris Hansen: “Oh really? Then what did you mean by, ‘i can help u with ur anatomy homework baby, lol. u can just let me do alllll the work. ;)’ And why are there condoms, two bottles of Mike’s Hard Lemonade, and a stuffed koala bear in your backpack, sir?”

I really miss To Catch A Predator.

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