Once upon a time in the Junkyard of Stonersville, there lived a boy named Frank on Rocks. Now, Frank wasn't your average Joe; he was what you might call a "rock enthusiast," and so people started to call him "Frankenstein". 

Frank was disconnected from MOTHER since a very young age. He liked it that way and always did what he liked. Rocks is what he liked the most and that's what he did.

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... to be continued