Frank was a teenager who never really had any friends and didn't want them. He only wanted to collect stamps and keep it that way.
Frank loved his stamps and he would daydream about where they were from.
"Boys and girls would often knock on his door asking if he would come on over but he would always scream NO!"
Franks stamps were valuable,but only if they were not sent where the post office stamped them.
Frank never went to a birthday party, never even had a birthday party. He simply refused to make friends even in school. He came home and went straight to his room.
One day Frank was at a bus stop. Sitting on the bench was a man Frank thought was probably a hundred years old with a long beard. The Man said, "I'm Ferb". He asked Frank why he wasn't playing with his friends.