Saturday, July 01, 2006

Frankie

One for the ladies...

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oooh, mama, break us off a piece of that. Oh, Fraaaank? Over here, help! help! Shark! Shark!

Wow, that's very buff.

Laura said...

Yeppers--I got my predilection for pumping iron from him. I prolly had cannons that size at one point--eh, well, not THAT big. But I was HUGE I tells ya, HUGE!!

(Seriously, I did have 14" biceps back in the powerlifting days. And quite the lat spread, too. And a trunk just built for lifting large amounts of dead weight off the floor, what with my thick legs and wide, child-bearing hips. Which I did NOT inherit from Frank, as he has long skinny legs that he could never get any bulk on no matter how hard he tried...)

And now? I'm just a 110-pound weakling with bad discs and no boobies.

"You can't flex bone, Rachel..."

Anonymous said...

Still, pretty good build on Pops.
Obviously Arnold und Franco did not "gif hem da rung advices" before the big contest.

Lorelei said...

Ooohhh.... my uterus just swooned.

Anonymous said...

Yeah, mine too.

Why though?

Lorelei said...

Perhaps it was just your bowels. They ARE kinda in the same area. If it WAS your bowels, I hope you've taken care of it by now.

Otherwise, no one's going to want to be at your stinky, poo-bespattered barbeque today.

HAPPY FOURTH, Y'ALL! WEENIE GRILLIN! APPLE PIE EATIN! FLAG WAVIN! PRESIDENT HATIN! PYROTECHING!

Anonymous said...

Ah! Ah! My liver, my liver!

No, higher dude.

Eee! Eee! My liver , my liver!

No barbecuing this year, not feelin' the call of the smokebombs either, or the city-sanctioned firecrackers. Maybe a movie.

But you go get bespattered by poo and tell us how it was. Happy Fourth from me too!