Frank Reynolds against all odds and persecution makes his mark in life. He woke up one morning and decided enough was enough. The cool broken streets of Philadelphia were cruel to him. The politicians were corrupt. Crime and sexual deviancy spewed from the sewers. Frank had but one thing on his mind, "How can I eat my breakfast sausage links without getting my fingers greasy?" The world shunned this question and so Frank was led into a somber depression. He woke up one morning tired and aloof. His sausage cravings left his mouth dry. His pointy fat digits could not sustain the sausages for then they would collect a greasy residue. Frank then put on his shirt. It hit him, the moment was orgasmic. The cosmos were in perfect order. Frank decided that he would cook his sausages and then place them in his front shirt pocket. An idea was sprung. Frank like any great renaissance man was humble in his divine invention. He knew that greatness stems from modesty. And so he put the sausages forthwith in his front shirt pocket. Then whenever the hunger for a breakfast sausage arose he could merely pull the pocket up to his mouth and take a delicious bite of the sausage. It was a moment of realization and greatness. Frank had done it. This ingenious way of satisfying sausage cravings would change the world. And Frank would secure a spot in history.
and Mac and Charlie write a movie...
and Mac and Charlie write a movie...