Spongebob Disgusted Meme Novels & Stories

We now have the perfect employee - employer relationship and I totally love it It's nine pm , Wendy and I are watching SpongeBob SquarePants and suddenly get this urge to eat peanut butter. Strange thing is , I hate peanut butter but now I feel like I will die I don't have it in the next zero point zero zero zero zero zero zero one second. I rush to the kitchen and take out the entire bottle of peanut from the fridge and start licking. "What the hell!" Wendy exclaims "What?" I ask innocently. "Since when did you start eating eating peanut butter?"

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.

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.

I ended up watching SpongeBob because it was just on and I didn't feel like changing the channel, I'm a big kid, so it was interesting enough. I'm laid there, still, when I felt a slight touch on my ass. Kinda like Jon's hand had twitched or shifted in his sleep and brushed my ass. I thought nothing of it and kept watching TV. Not even 5 minutes later, though, I feel it again. Like a grazing hand on my ass cheek. And then again, this time, it was like a gentle squeeze, which both surprised me and made me a little excited.

Crumbs and smears dotted the rug—potential stains on an artifact worth more than most people's homes—but she was oblivious, lost in giggles. Lukas edged closer, peering at the screen. His surprise deepened: it was SpongeBob SquarePants, not some trendy new show, but the very episodes that had captivated him as a kid—timeless absurdity with that yellow sponge and his starfish sidekick flipping Krabby Patties. Nostalgia flickered amid his irritation.

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.

My mind was consumed by the problems I might face one day, when suddenly I met someone on the road. A girl in yellow pajamas, I think spongebob is the cartoon character printed on it. I had no plans to greet her or anything, but then she just spoke while looking straight at me.

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"

I only just realized that he was interested in my story. This promise is boring, "Tell me, I'm waiting." I'd like to eat first. Angry if you ask him, "Don't you want to sleep yet, Sir." We are currently sitting on the couch and enjoying the show. I don't feel drowsy yet, is that obvious? Perhaps you're simply trying to get yourself to sleep because it's late at night and you have no idea what time it is. I laughed out loud as I abruptly remembered his boxer, SpongeBob. Is he actually a fan of Sponge Bob? Perhaps he was a spongebob fan when he was a kid. I find it adorable to think of him viewing in that way.

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."