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Frank B thinks he is ARD when in reality he will shove empty coke cans up his asshole then shove hot dogs down his throat while screaming daddy
my husbands favorite sex move is the Frank Buchanan
In the eerie, mist-shrouded woods of Darkwood Hollow, a terrifying legend haunts the nightmares of those who dare to tread too close to the forbidden heart of the forest. There, amid gnarled trees and whispering leaves, resides a monstrous abomination known as Frank Alm.
Frank Alm is not just a creature; he is an embodiment of the darkest human fears and the twisted imagination of a malevolent mind. Born of an ancient curse, he is a cursed soul who has been granted unnerving powers, transcending the boundaries of reality and nightmare.
His appearance is nightmarish, a grotesque fusion of human and beast. Towering at ten feet, his body is covered in mottled, rotting flesh, and his limbs stretch out in a grotesque mockery of human anatomy. His eyes, bloodshot and vacant, gleam with malevolence in the dark, and his gnashing, jagged teeth are visible through his twisted, lipless grin.
Frank Alm is known for his insatiable hunger for fear. He preys on the unwary travelers who venture too close to his lair, using his dark abilities to induce paralyzing terror in their hearts. He feeds on the essence of fear, savoring the chilling screams and quivering panic as his victims descend into madness.
He is said to have the power to shape-shift, appearing as a loved one or a cherished memory to lure his victims into his clutches. Once ensnared, they are dragged into his nightmarish realm, where time and reality cease to exist, and only their worst nightmares persist.
As the campfire crackled in the moonlit woods, a hushed silence fell over the group of friends, their faces etched with fear, as the tale of FRANK ALM, the terrifying forest-dwelling monster, sent shivers down their spines, reminding them of the dangers that lurked in the heart of Darkwood Hollow
When you have a UTI, and you pee on a women during intercourse.
I purposely get UTI’s so I can give girls and Frank Rigel
Hide in an attic with guns pointed at the only way up. Making sure to make some amount of noise when the house is searched.
Soldier 1: Were surrounded what do we do sergeant!
Soldier 2: I have a plan, Operation Anne Frank. It's perfect for exactly this scenario and literally no other imaginable scenario
being the coolest, being "in", being as perfect swag-trap boy
-dispregiative-
"damn bro, you know by heart all of Sfera Ebbasta's discography?"
"i sure do"
"your really are a Frank then"
being a frank
Frank Mills is a run on sentence. He keeps going and going…
Oh did you talk to Frank Mills today? No he did all the talkin’ . That man is a run on sentace.
frank doesn't support the top g
frank irons doesn't support the top g