It's All About The Gravy
If you think your family’s a bunch of wackos, you ain’t seen nothin’. Frank’s mother, just out of the loony bin, thinks the tabloids are true and the devil’s mummy resides in Baltimore. His Nana insists she’s on her death bed; meanwhile she drinks, smokes cigars and curses nonstop. Frank feels like he has no one to love until a mangy, stinky mutt crosses his path.