Character: Frank Reynolds

Okay, I get it. Know what pleases me personally? Listen. At night I like to drive around town in a limousine, to party, to hang out. And here I'm going home and see the homeless. I am taking the ball with champagne, and throw it straight into the pumpkin. He is empathetic got in my mouth, but the rest is scattered. He and SIPS did not get, and I was like yelling to him: "how do you like the taste of the good life, bastard?!"