"You won the Junior Championship later that year! See, here's the medal you won. No wait. This is a framed photo of the medal. The medal is on the wall. See. See your medal. I have a photo of it in my wallet if you want to see that."
But for those of you who can't get enough of Frank Griffin, dear reader Amber has shared this information on his book tour (click to enlarge):
Today's Full Strip
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This is no way to prepare for the long program. Is there time for Lynn to see a sports psychologist?
"Hmm, her friend died and then she won the Championship. Clearly, to have her win again, someone else close to her has to die. Let's see, she doesn't have any friends, so that means family and--d'oh!"
"I'm so sad my best friend died."
"Don't be!"
yIKES! I've heard of pre-game good luck rituals for sports figures but this could get nasty! I think Lynn used to yank on her beautiful long pony tail but now all thats left is the stub. So naturaly Frank turned to murder as the logical substitute as a good luck charm.**que psyco shower scene music**
"I didn't want Greg to die. I just wanted you to win."
Oh Frank, that excuse wouldn't hold up against a short pony-tailed teenage girl, much less in court.
I didn't want your mom to die. I just wanted to be single. And I don't want Mary Worth to die. I just....wait a minute....yes I do.
At least she has a cool leg lamp like the one in a Christmas Story.
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