Growing up with my siblings, we were told 'If you don't have anything nice to say...don't say anything at all.' So we devised our own way of letting each other know when we weren't exactly simpatico with a word, idea, situation...anything. All one of us would have to do would be to look at the other, usually with a smile on our face and say, "Well, Frankly Frank..." and it would be known with no other words said we were not thrilled with the situation at hand. It really wasn't nothing at all, but as close as we could get without a disparaging look from our Mom.
I can leave a 'Frankly Frank' comment on any of my siblings FB site and they know what I'm saying. I can just say those same two words on my status on FB and they know how I'm feeling. Last weekend my husband had to return to the Emergency Room for additional procedures after his surgery on Wednesday. We were there for 12 hours, most of the time spent alone wondering what was going to happen next. When they finally decided to admit him as an honest to goodness patient, 'Frankly Frank' were the two words that came to mind.
Good news to report is my hubby is home, the surgery was a success and he is feeling better each day. So right now 'Frank' is off the hook and life is beginning to look better. If I ever leave a 'Frankly Frank' as a comment on your blog, it will mean I am in agreement with you in a situation less than wonderful. Hope I never find the need, but at least you will now know what the heck I'm trying to say!