"Oh really Joey, is that what Frank called you? You don’t want to know what I call you. What a classless POS you are. Oh yeah, nice job, funerals are a great place for your No Brains Traveling Show. What were the people thinking having this moron speak at a funeral? I mean what the hell was that? "Frankie was a good boy, never smoked, never drank, never dated. On his graduation day from college, his parents asked what he wanted. Frankie replied, 'A drunken broad that smokes.' Thank you, ladies and germs. I’ll be here all week." Where was the guy with the cane to put around this moron’s neck to drag him off stage. Pathetic. The really sad thing is that he'd be a big improvement over the steaming pile of shit currently occupying the Oval Office.
dead, I’ll hold it in. I mean there they are, you had Shillery getting in her face time for 2016, and then the dreadful moment comes when uncle moron stands up and asks everyone to share a special memory of Uncle Frank. When did funerals become "roasts?" What a colossal ass hole. That yarmulke was the only thing holding in his brain? The only thing that was missing, was to have Crazy Joe shout out, "Let's hear it for Frank...Stand up Frank and let us see you...oops, oh what am I thinking? Well were all standing up for Frank…!!" MC
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