He really, really does. After taking the top spot on the NME "Cool List," for example, he decided he would get a "F**K the NME" tattoo. Logically, as that is what most people do when people, publications, and other entities annoy them. I have similar homages to Bank of America, Cingular Wireless, and Rolling Stone on various body parts, so it makes perfect sense to me.
Anyway, Frank did an interview with a UK Web site, and used the "f-word" enough times to make comedian Artie Lange blush.
Let's see:
"I went and did those f**king photos, but I didn't actually believe that they'd have the b*****ks to put it on there..."
And then it gets better:
F**k, yeah, of course I will. I've seen it both ways with that f**king magazine. If I got a 'F**k the NME' tattoo seriously, they'd probably put me in the 'Had it – lost it' list. You know, they'd be like 'it's not cool to bash us, we've given you so much'. You've given me f**k all mate, you've given me a headache. We'll see, but I'm going to do it anyway, I don't give a f**k. To be fair, I'd rather be in the 'Had it – lost it' list than number one.
Here's what I picture a quiet night at home with Frank is like:
"Hey, you want dinner?"
"F**k yeah, I want dinner! I want some f**king bangers and mash and I will eat the f**k out of that like you never even f**king imagined!"
Once dinner is served:
"So, how do you like it?"
"F**k this dinner! It's not what I wanted at all, too much mash, needed more f**king bangers! I'm getting a f**k you tattoo, as well as a f**k bangers and mash... I shouldn't have even had f**king dinner tonight. I'm going to bed. Good f**king night. F**K!"
