The Frank And Beans Quandary | 720p - 480p |

When Frank returned from the bathroom, he found the scene: chili splattered across the ceiling like a Jackson Pollock painting, a single, chili-caked ferret paw-print on the refrigerator, and the pot overturned on the floor. But no Beans.

In the end, Beans was bathed in the sink (he peed on Frank three times), the wall was patched with spackle, and the chili was deemed a total loss. the frank and beans quandary

It came from the wall.

It started, as these things often do, with a pot of chili and a tragic lack of foresight. When Frank returned from the bathroom, he found

Frank owned the pot. Frank was a structural engineer with a tidy mind and a three-ring binder for his grocery receipts. Beans owned the small, damp apartment above Frank’s garage. Beans was a rescued ferret with a genius for mischief and a particular vendetta against zippers. It came from the wall

And Frank learned the hard lesson: a closed lid is not a locked cage, a ferret’s ambition knows no bounds, and the difference between a good story and a disaster is simply a matter of how many times you get peed on.

The quandary presented itself on a Tuesday. Frank had made his "Famous Five-Alarm Memorial Day Chili" for a neighborhood potluck. It contained three types of beans, ghost peppers, and a secret splash of espresso. It was, by all accounts, a masterpiece. He’d left the pot on the counter to cool, lid slightly ajar.