My mom and I were shopping in a happy world one day that was called... Walmart. Well we were looking for milk when I saw a perfect coconut! Of course I had to have that coconut. When we got home I invited my friends over to hang out. When they came over they saw my happy coconut. Now, a normal person would probably eat their coconut but no... we had to draw a face on him and name him. He had tape eyes of the gray variety and when we broke him open I ate a piece and the missing piece looked exactly like a mouth! We thought of the perfect name for him... Frank! We decided to let him watch us play nightgames. Well what do know? Nuthead and his posse (Lemonhead, Lamposthead, Tomatohead, and Squashead) tossed him into the air about fifteen feet and he exploded! So that's the story of the once happy Frank the Coconut.
Long Live Frank!
