All the pics of Franklin don’t do him justice. People think Benny Franks was old, fat, and tubby his whole life.

He was a weightlifter. He swam nearly every single day. He was an inventor. He grew up in poverty and retired by 40. He was a musical master. He wrote songs, poems, pamphlets, you name it – and he didn’t judge. The man was dope handsome as fuck, sleeves rolled up, modelling for Mens Fashion Advice magazine, clean as an Ox ballsack.

The lady’s he had, forgiving his poor standing early in life, were innumerous. But what did this Professor Hulk do? Deflower all the virgin brides to be? No – A man of such talent has no energy for that squabble – No, he took to the lady of the street and kept everything business for business, dollar for dollar.

Don’t be fooled, Franklin was a handsome as fuck hunk, with a body like Arnold, and humoral talents of Steve Martin and curiosity of Carl Sagan, packaged into one blessed being.

Professor beast mode Franklin was no joke. He had piles of bitches, cause anything less would have denied & shamed the human race : when god gives us greatness, it is our responsibility to take a piece of that greatness with us, however we can. Franklin was the original Benjamin, in the flesh. 100 units made the man, and he was totally, 100%, the absolute.

Ain’t no shame in sharing that game.