I would really like to get reconnected with my old buddy Frank. I made him sophmore year during testing. He was a spork with the middle prongy things cut out so he had to little devil like ears...but dont get me wrong, he wasnt the devil or anything like that. And his face was drawn on with permanent marker. We had great times together.THEN one day, someone was like hey frank how is it going? And i guess they secretly hated Frank so they SMASHED him into a wall. he broke into three pieces. SO being the good friend i am, i super glued him back together, and just told people he had cancer.BUT THEN...the same person smashed him into a whole bunch of tiny pieces....why would they do that to someone who has cancer?... and the only right thing to do was put him where he could be loved and not hurt...in the trash.I wonder how he is doing now.Sadly...this really is a true story