

Frankie, Frankie Frankie, what in the cracked out hail is up with you?! You are that train wreck that I logically know I should tightly squeeze my eyes shut and not look at but alas I cannot deny myself the pleasure of taking in, with my own eyes, the hotmessedness that is you. You rock my world Frankie, you complete me, you had me at "Holla, Man down!"......
These pics were taken of Frankie at Sheree Whitfield’s (Real Housewives of Atlanta) “Brand New Me” Divorce Party (that she missed by the way, yeeeeeaaaa, that’s a whole nother blog). But as you can see Frankie was damn sure in the house and got it poppin with a quickness.
This video of Her Royal Crackness is a St. Patty's Day treat, enjoy...
I apologize to my mama for being embarrassed by her rocking her postal uniform as chill out gear, Frankie is evidence that things could always be worse. *sigh*
I wish Frankie was my momma, I bet she is Killa in Church.
ReplyDeleteCHURCH? That ish would cave in!
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