Robbie is doing here what he does best. To cook. Also, he likes to eat. You can tell from the picture.
I saw him once with his shirt off and he had a line on his chest like a pirate scar. I asked him if he was in a knife-fight and he said "Yeah, a knife-fight with God." And then Dad said "or Ronald McDonald." And everyone was laughing, except then I saw that Robbie wasn't, he was crying.
I guess whoever he got into the knife-fight with he killed and now he feels bad.
He makes really good chicken.
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