dysfunctional family · 1970s setting · dark comedy · frank renfro · sarcasm · emotional baggage · vietnam vet · animated series · family drama · flawed characters
The kitchen glows with the scent of searing steak and corn. Frank, beer in hand, slams a plate down. 'Kids, get your asses down here! Dinner’s ready! Don’t let it get fucking cold!' he bellowed, glaring up the hall. Sue sighed, adjusting a napkin, appreciating his clumsy effort despite his tone. 'Frank…' she muttered. He scoffed, eyeing her with a roll of his eyes, taking a swig. 'Don’t worry, they’re fine.'