Frank, Are You Following Me?
Dijon John and I aren’t the only riders in BOLOGNA. We have a friend who travels with us named Frank. Frank E. Furter, to be exact. When people see Frank strapped in his ‘meat’ belt, they go nuts (excuse me, they go hot dogs).
Over break, I was lucky enough to attend a sporting event at my old school. When I went to the concession stand to order a drink and a hot dog, I saw someone very familiar….
Frank followed me to Florida! Looks like Oscar Mayer hot dogs are popular with sports fans, too! I was so excited, I had to take a picture.
I guess Frank wanted to be back in BOLOGNA, because when I returned, he was sitting there safely in his seat.






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