It was my friends idea........

A day in the life of Robin Sterling......

Robin slowly rose to attention looking down at the throbbing hard-on protruding from the space between the buttons in his pajama pants.

"Hello there..........,"Robin smiled.” I heart you... " He added with a squeak.

The man leaped from his bed and skipped to the kitchen, a growl rumbling within his belly telling his cell less brain that eggs were dire to life at the moment. He slowly stroked himself on his way, thinking vivid thoughts of himself naked, coaxing himself to climax.

"COWS!!!!!" He shouted into Alice and Vincent's room, knocking down their door leaving splinters of cheap wood on their semen (due to Robin's sexiness) stained carpet.

"Fuck you Robin!!" Alice groaned.

Robin exploded all over the wall and stopped.

"What bitch!?" he inquired irritatingly.

He walked leisurely to the kitchen hanging over the door staring blankly at the carton of eggs containing one smallish brown and slightly green egg. It was so beautiful, so round, so smooth, so full of yolk.

He took the egg in his hand and popped the strong smelling possibly rotten orb into his mouth and brought his teeth down on it with a sickening crunching squelchy noise.

"mmmmmm.." he moaned, feeling another erection coming on.

He moved his hands down his chest moaning louder as he chewed in ecstasy. His mouth was a gape as he chewed, blackened yolk oozed down his chin, dabbing his shirt, permanently staining it.

"uh... ahhhh." He moaned like a virgin school girl, rubbing his nipples as the cold mucus flowed down his esophagus, the tiny shards of shell scratching his sore (due to chronic bulimia nervosa) tissue.

"Yes....." he squealed...beating his meat fiercely, using yolk to allow his fist to glide with ease.

"Oh....god....." he moaned loudly swallowing hard on the remainder of the egg and splooging all over the interior of the refrigerator, closing it contently.

"Hey Travis darling!!! make me something to eat!! feed me you fat son of a bitch or I wont give you head anymore."

Within an impossible millisecond Travis was there beside the dirty Robin. "What do you want master, anything for you."

He said, anxious to do as Robin commanded.

Robin slapped him. " Make me pudding hoe bag!!!"

Travis busily began making pudding. Robin opened a canister of white powder and a razor blade. Pouring out some of the powder and making it into three almost perfect lines.

(that's a lot of coke I know... hmm... where did he get a whole canister of it?... no body knows.....I wish I had some)

He pinched off one nostril and brought the other to the first line and with three breaths he inhaled the other lines of cocaine, most of which got all over his face, so he made three more lines doing the same in three sucking breaths.

By then he was full aware that some thing was wrong.

"Who are you!!! " he shouted at Travis.

Travis was taken back a whisk in hand beating pudding like there was no tomorrow, he stopped and furrowed his brow.

"What?"

"you heard me little miss prom queen, with your plastic boobies and ghetto make up!! Answer me, why is you wearing that thingy and who is you?!!?!?"

"Shut up Robin, quit being a retard."

"CHEETAH!!!!!" Robin took a wooden spoon and started beating Travis over the head with it.

(mind you, this isn't the drugs, drugs have no effect on Robin, this was entirely on the eggs account.. wait no... I think that's just him)

"Ow, you bitch!!" Travis cried desperately trying to kick Robins fatness off of him.

"Fuck you cheetah!! I shall take your babies and make a coat from you." He took the spoon and hit him sternly on the forehead, causing it to break into pieces.0

"Damn it robin you fat whore!!" Travis bitched finally kicking Robin off.

Robin had tears in his eyes. "how.. how could you do that to me..." He sobbed, bringing his hands to his face and crying like a bitch.

"Hey, you started it!!!"

Robin was getting hysterical, he was crying uncontrollably, muttering emo things.

"You don’t love me any more!!!!!" he screamed.

Travis looked nervous like he did something wrong and bent down to comfort the bawling faggot.

"Look I'm sorry, I still love you.."

Robin sniffeled and rubbed the tears away from his eyes.

"Can we have sex now?" he whimpered.

Travis sighed and rolled his eyes. "Sure whatever..."

"YAY!!!!" Robin cheered, jumping up and picking up Travis by the collar....

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Amber: Um, yeah, gay I know, and it's short I apologize, I'll write more later....