"Frank" had a hell of a weekend. We're told he remembers none of it, but his next-door neighbors sure can. Frank somehow ended up in their apartment on Saturday, his shirt tied around his neck like a cape. It was mostly downhill from there.
A night out in Wilmington, N.C., can do this to you. Frank was out at a bar, got very, very drunk, and as he tends to do, donned his superhero disguise. ("He likes to take his shirt off at bars when he gets hammered," says a friend who sent along a shirtless pic, but asked that we not run it.) He took a taxi home, wearing his shirt-cape the entire way, but accidentally entered the wrong townhouse. Once there, he ran around in circles pretending to fly.
While flight is not among SuperFrank's powers, passing out and peeing on the couch apparently is. In the morning, after staggering back to his house, Frank received this friendly note under his door. Click to enlarge.