Scarlett couldn't help but be utterly amazed by Frank's jaw-dropping physique. It seems like his physical proportions are quite distinct from the norm for someone rocking his unique small physique. He's breaking the standard of tiny! With tape measure in hand, she sizes him up, desperately hoping her gut feeling sure is wrong. Frank's legs are so thin, they make sticks look like tree trunks. They measure a mere 5 inches long, much to everyone's surprise. His jeans are so small, his butt doesn't stand a chance! Looks like he skipped arm day... every day. He's so tiny, that his chest barely hits the 13-inch mark. As he struggles to hold back the waterworks and his pride takes a hit, Scarlett playfully pokes fun at him for being a skinny, little, pitiful guy. Scarlett can't help but scrutinize his itty-bitty feet and stick-thin legs. She cannot get over how muscular and lean he is. How did he get to be so puny? His cock and balls are so tiny that you can't even see them when he has them erect in his pants. Uncomfortably, he chuckles, nursing the wounds from Scarlett's cutting comments about his less-than-impressive physique. Sweeping the tiny little man off his feet, Scarlett marvels at how easily she can toss and throw the little ragdoll around. As Scarlett flings him sky-high like a bargain bin Ken doll, he seems to find his footing in a cloud of confusion. Scarlett gives him a one-way ticket to the ground, leaving him in a state of arm-and-leg limbo.