On the one year anniversary of Frenchy’s Rant, I thought I’d share a look back at what it took to get this far:

Note the ‘Oscar the Grouch’ pajamas. Even at three years old, I was preparing to rant.

This picture from forth grade should clear up any questions as to why I am bitter.

The little drummer boy.

I’m not gay. Really.

Did people really wear clothes and have hair like that WAY back in 1988?

The little drummer boy grows up, buys a TON of drums, and wears a wig.

The band WILL be world famous! If you don’t like it, you can KISS MY ASS!

Little drummer boy grows up a little more, cuts hair, sells drums, buys a TON of motorcycles and sets out to see the world.

And gets a ‘real’ job.

I finally find the source of eternal happiness, Guinness and bitching on my blog.

Author: frenchy

Frenchy's Rant

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