Funny Pic Spongebob Novels & Stories

I enthusiastically expressed my first impression when I visited Noah's villa. "Yeah, I believe in you. Hey, why is that Spongebob doll looking at me like that? Doesn't he like me putting it there? Is he angry?" Said Lesley, pointing at the Spongebob doll that was lying upside down on my little seat. The doll's head is down, and the bottom is up. "Oh my God, what did you do to him?" I protested. I went over to the doll and adjusted its position. "Behold, are you mad at me? Just because of that doll you protested? Have you become the mother of that doll? "Lesley protested even more.

Maya and I laid lazily on my couch, watching Ted over and over again till we became tired. Most of the time, Tristan and the thunder buddy song raced through my thoughts. I hadn't been seeing much of him since he saved me from taking a blow. I grabbed the remote and changed the channel to Nickelodeon. My eyes brightened when I saw SpongeBob on screen. Even if I was eighteen, SpongeBob was definitely a cartoon I'd never stop watching. How could anyone be like SpongeBob? He was very annoying and didn't know when to quit, but I still loved him.

I'm so gonna make fun of him for his tomorrow. I brought out my phone and hit the video button. The only way to make him believe is to film it. "Hey KC, can you say that again?" "Oh my god, cupcake. You're so fucking annoying. Mr Krabs is so gonna fire you for this. Oh! and tell Squidward I said cashy almost ran away yesterday. You should've seen it Cupcake, spongbob chased her all around Bikini Bottom" He laughed "Bikini Bottom"

He huffs like I'm the one being complicated, "I saaaid, this...isn't...'Bastian Harr'son!" "...Is this Sebastian?" "No!" The man cheers, "This is TREVOR!" He screams the words "no, this is Trevor" exactly how Patrick Star from the cartoon Spongebob Squarepants screamed "no, this is Patrick" during the episode he was a cashier at The Krusty Krab taking phone calls, and it is then that I'm completely done with Sebastian's bullshit, and his friend's. When he starts laughing uncontrollably, I rub my eyes. "Well, Tre-vor, why are you calling me from Sebastian's phone?"

Instead, he rolled his eyes and prepared his comeback. "Yeah, sure, but if we use my method and hit the change button, we can get some money too, Einstein," he retorted, striking a pose like that Spongebob meme. "Okay, first, if we weren't already looking suspicious, getting loose change from the vending machine will definitely do the job. Never mind the fact that your method takes at least twice as long as mine does. And second," I put my hands on my hips, "did you just Spongebob meme me?"

As she sorted through the pictures, she’d ask questions and handle them as if they were precious gems. “I love this picture,” She extends a picture for me to see. The picture was of me when I was ten. I was wearing ripped jeans, a SpongeBob t-shirt and was holding my skateboard. What’s most interesting about the picture is that I’m covered in mud from falling off my board.

you know, the same old shit a Mr Crabs would do while a workaholic SpongeBob did the hard work. I guess I was SpongeBob. I was a workaholic. I was usually if not always the last person to leave the bag and it had soon become a norm with everyone comfortable about it. I for one, wasn't bothered though, it's not like I had someone at home to go to.

He mumbled suggestively in a lower tone, causing me to raise an eyebrow at him. "You don't know me" I laughed at nothing in particular. I had no idea why I laughed because what I said wasn't funny, but in my drunken state everything felt like swirly colours and SpongeBob land. Can I say SpongeBob land? Wouldn't it more likely be SpongeBob water? "But I would like to," he argued, cutting off my ridiculous thoughts. I eyed him as carefully as I could, analysing if I could trust him or not. My fuzzy mind couldn't draw a proper conclusion, yet I felt oddly comfortable with him.

And here I am wondering why I think of spongebob in the middle of a Physis class. "Good, I don't want to be a grandparent so soon." He breath out in relief "so what's it you're not telling me?" "OK, we got two good ones and a bad one." well more like one good one and two bad ones. "So which one do you want to hear first?" "Hmm the bad one." He reply shoving more food in his mouth. "OK....... "I stretch "I have to quit working at De marts." "And the good ones?"

“Tell Ivan he’s wrong. SpongeBob is the funniest. Everyone knows it!” “Nu-uh!” little Ivan shot back, his tiny fists pumping in mock outrage. His cheeks flushed pink, and his soft gray eyes so painfully reminiscent of his father’s, sparkled with mischief. “Tom and Jerry! They’re the best. Right, Uncle Dave?” I chuckled, letting some of the tension ease from my shoulders. “Now, that’s a tricky one. See, SpongeBob makes me laugh until my stomach hurts, but Tom and Jerry? Classic. You can’t beat classic.”