As many of you are aware (by now) that Frank is dead. Yes, it was a shock. No, he was not killed by swine flu (or H1N1 bullshit). He died when he finally tore down his closet door, he couldn't take it any longer and he decided to take down all the doors (literally, he even took down the front door to his house). With his door-less world he was more prone to get hunted by the aliens, yet he was able to hold them off by using ginger ale with a hint of liquor. Unfortunately He was not able to survived and he skid off the road and hit a house wife. After the crash he was able to survive with Martha Stewart magazines to absorb the impact of the crash, but he was devastated that his entire collection was ruined. And so he hanged himself with a home made 8 foot candy cane rope (instructions provide by Emeril).

So there lies the story of why Frank passed away on us and we will dearly miss him every day, but not in a way where we threw a funeral for him (that would be totally gay, and we knew about billy and richard were abouts).

So long good (and bad) friend, Cheers.