Burgers and Brewskis

"Frank" and I have shared around 30 years worth of hamburgers and cold ones, bad jokes, and Auld Lang Synes. He was there to help me when my Lady Wonder Wench had that accident that almost cost her life. He's the kind of guy you want around for laughs, and also for when the sky is crashing down around your ears. But there's something we can't talk about any more, because every time we get into it, he gets angry, really angry. We can't talk about America any more.