Step 3

Name your poison, pal.  You know Frank's drink of choice, don't you? Jack Daniels, rocks.  No water.  (Legend has it he scolded a bartender who served him H20 with his gasoline by exclaiming in disgust:  "I said I was thirsty, not dirty!" He liked to claim that even his shower sprayed club soda.)  Anyway, no matter how you look at it, it's a great night for gettin' plastered -- whether it's all alone, with your pals, or with some broad. So, what's it gonna be?