[ WP ] It 's painfully obvious that one of your friends is an android . You 've all just been very good sports about it .

`` Hey Jim, pas the blu- blu- blu- blu- blu-...'' 
 
 `` Shit, hey Adam, could you give Jeff a smack in the back of the head real quick for me?'' I asked. 
 
 `` Sure.'' Adam replied. He leaned over and bopped Jeff on the cranium, allowing our android friend to finish his question. 
 
 ``... blunt?'' 
 
 I handed the blunt over to Jeff. Every time Jeff exhaled after toking, a small amount of smoke would burst of the right side of his temple; he had a screw missing in that spot. For a while, it made us all laugh, but we'd since gotten over it. We'd gotten over a lot of things about Jeff, like how when he looked in your direction, his head sometimes got jammed while rotating his neck, or how he sometimes winked one eye over and over again until you had to give it a good poke, or how sometimes, Jeff dropped things because his fingers did n't have quite as many joints as a human's. Jeff certainly was n't the greatest android ever built, but he was a pretty good guy to have around. 
 
 It was a Saturday night and all the guys were at my apartment playing Xbox. I had recently jail-broken my system so we could all play more games. We were really getting into it when suddenly, the dreaded Red Ring of Death appeared. The system completely crashed. 
 
 `` What the fuck?!'' exclaimed Adam. `` Stupid fucking machine.'' 
 
 `` Hey, ass- ass- asshole,'' said Jeff, `` Take it easy. It did n't do anything to y- you.'' 
 
 Adam stood up. `` Oh shut the hell up robot.'' 
 
 The room fell silent. No one knew what was going to happen next. Although he was bad at making facial expressions, Jeff's eyes did n't move from Adam's. Finally, in his monotone voice he spoke... 
 
 `` First off, my people fought through a lot to not be called that word. Secondly, who the hell do y- y- you think you are? You have n- no idea what it's like to be me. Do you think any gir- girls are looking at me on the streets? Do you think I can go get any old j- j- job like you can? I was built. I did n't even have parents. I have no family. As far as anyone else is con- con- concerned, I'm scrap. And you're all a bunch of assholes. You ca n't even hang out with me without wanting me to do some kind of'robot' tricks. All I am is your token android friend, and that's the only reason you keep me around. Well you can all go to h- h- h- h- hell.'' 
 
 As Jeff began to walk toward the door ( his legs always reminded us of the marching hammers in *The Wall* ), Adam stopped him. `` Look man, I'm sorry. I was mad and I took it out on you. You're not'just a robot' to me. You're really my friend, and I love you. Come on back, and let's try and fix this Xbox so we can have a good night. What d'ya say?'' 
 
 Jeff put his hand on Adam's shoulder. `` Okay. It's an easy fix anyway.'' 
 
 We all smiled and applauded Jeff. He walked to the Xbox, removed some piece of equipment from his chest, and put it in the back of the system. The Red Ring disappeared, and the game came back on. 
 
 We applauded even louder, and I knew Jeff felt accepted as one of us. 
 
 He bent down to take a bow, but his waist parts jammed up, and he got stuck in a bowing position. The way the gears were getting caught up made Jeff appear as though he were giving head. Needless to say, that became our entertainment for the night. 
 

