Spongebob Concerned Meme Novels & Stories

Jabal chuckled. “My best character is Patrick. he is too too dumb” “I know right...but sponge-bob laughter is enough to cure a terrible sickness” “Yeah...Wait” Rachel said and cleared her throat and then started laughing like Spongebob. “Oh my God! you sound exactly like him” Jabal laughed. “Seriously??, you guys are disturbing my eardrums...Nana should get here fast..you are just oppressing me” Aaliyah groaned. “Your loss” Jabal commented and Faced Rachel.

He asked, smirking stupidly as he took a mouthful of popcorn. "You dimwit, give me that!"I yelled, reaching out to grab my popcorn from him. "Language Henderson"He stated. "Shut up and give me my popcorn"I said and dragged the popcorn away from him. "Idiot"I muttered. I don't know why he derived pleasure in pissing me off all the time. "What are you watching?"He asked,facing the Tv screen where Spongebob squarepants was displaying. "Spongebob I see"He said and before i knew it,he took possession of the remote and changed the channel to WWE.

“Just because I am excited to go to England, means that I am excited to meet that gay band. Do you not see how tight their pants are? Gosh! I am a girl and my pants aren’t even that tight. Anyway, I heard that English boys are hot especially with their accent. Huh! I wonder how much junk they have…” I was rudely cut off by Kyle yelling well attempting to sing the intro song for spongebob. I rolled my eyes. “Are you done with your ‘fantasy’? You have to realize although I know that you not innocent anymore I do not want to hear you go off on boys as a reminder that you are not a nun. Gah! I wish you were innocent.” I smiled and he gave me a disgusted face. I knew he was only kidding so I was

I say staring up at him brightly. Who would get bored? Me? Definitely not! I can stay here for days without getting bored! He looks at me for a while before he nods his head hesitantly. Still not believing me. I nod my head at him to assure him that I was indeed being serious. I can't possible get bored here. *In Spongebob's Narrator's voice* *thirty minutes Later* "I'm borreeedddd" I groaned loudly rolling over on the sofa.

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.

In the end, the shopkeeper declined the acquisition proposal from the assertive Ambrose, but agreed to sell SpongeBob to him. At the same time, as a token of goodwill, he also gave Ambrose an extra balloon as a gift. Well, Ambrose supposed that he could give this to Vincent. Ambrose walked out of the store, holding SpongeBob in one hand and a balloon in the other. A little boy happened to see him and stared at the SpongeBob in Ambrose's hand. He shouted, "Wow! It's the limited edition SpongeBob! I want it!" Ambrose, with a cold expression, looked down at the boy.

She looked at him, blinking twice with pouted lips. "What?" "How the hell are you enjoying this?" he asked. "Huh?" "How can there be fire underwater? A car crashes into them, and they get up the next second. SpongeBob sliced himself into pieces, and a snail… the snail meowed! It’s not a fucking cat! And Patrick literally swallowed his own brain and laughed. How the fûck Sandy able to stay underwater? And what’s a rocket doing under the—" Morticia’s laughter cut him off, echoing through the room as Klaus stared at her seriously, only making her laugh harder.

"I'm sorry, amore. I didn't mean it. I'm just afraid." I froze at his words."Scared of?" "Myself.", he whispered."I don't want to do anything stupid." "How can someone be afraid of himself? Right Spongebob?", I peered over his shoulder to glance at the yellow sea sponge who nodded with me in agreement."See, he agrees with me." I looked back at him who looked confused out of his wits. The confusion in his eyes made me laugh as I tilted my head at him. "What the hell are you saying?"

I mentally rolled my eyes. He opened his mouth to say whatever he was about to, but a phone call interrupted him. Shocker. The universe wanted me to die of curiosity. He groaned and gave me a pleading and apologetic look before answering the call. He blinked continuously as the person spoke. He froze, looking mortified. "What do you mean SpongeBob started playing?" I had a feeling that this was going to be very entertaining. "I told you to open the presentation on my laptop before hooking it up to the meeting projector."

Everyone waited as Megan drew something on the paper, and they were curious to know the turn out of the event. "Done," She said . They all rushed to look at the drawing, but their faces fell in disappointment. "What's wrong?" She asked. "We can't use this in finding who she is" Jupitar said. "Why not?" She asked. "Your drawing looks like SpongeBob," Kent said. Megan sighs, crimping her lips. "I really sucks when it comes to drawing, but if I see that girl on black tight jumpsuit with penciled heels and a ponytail, I am definitely going to recognize her," Megan said.