Spongebob Duh Novels & Stories

“You're my honeybunch, sugarplum. Pumpy-umpy-umpkin. You're my sweetie pie. You're my cuppycake, gumdummo, boogeyman, snowbear, you're the apple of my eye. And I love you so and I want you to know, that I'll always be right here. And I want to sing sweet songs to you because you are so dear... “I held both of his hands. “Sorry, I’m not sure of the lyrics. Haha, don't be as stupid as that brown square… Who’s that again? “ “Tss, you’re changing the subject.” “Guess first.” “Brown and square? What is that?” “If in ‘Your Stranger’ by Ms. International_Pen, the yellow cheese is called SpongeBob, what about in our story? Guess the brown square. SpongeBob is for Zhio because he’s smart. And you’re

I saw my bedroom door was still closed. "You don't lock your door," said Daliah. I was stunned, holding my forehead, it felt like I had locked the door of my room "I think your mind is very messy that's why you are not too focused. Look at this doll, it's already very wet because of your tears." Daliah pointed to the SpongeBob doll on the doll's cheek.

He called, I came to where he stood and took the phone. DAD. I answered the call, “Daddy, hi.” SpongeBob still played on the TV in contrast to what was about to happen.

Bruna gasps as her mouth draws an 'o'. Troy looks at his watch. "It's 7:10 pm." "Noooo!" Bruna cries out. "I'm 10 minutes late for SpongeBob!" Really? A cartoon? She kicks my legs from her lap and sinks on the couch to watch SpongeBob. She's acting as if this is her house. It's not. "Oh," Bruna sits up on the couch looking at Troy and me. "I almost forgot!" She taps her forehead. "Guess what?"

, i said chuckling as he stood up. ~~~~~~~~Few Moments later~~~~~~~ (In SpongeBob voice) I tried as much as possible to go up the stairs as without making a sound, but i guess Bryan really wasn't getting thr hint. "Cammy! Is that you?", my mom yelled from the kitchen making me freeze at a spot. I took my index finger to my lips signing Bryan to shush, he nodded. "No, it's me Bryan!", he answered. "Oh Bryan, freshen up for dinner in while, and call Cammy to set the table", she said breaking my bubble, shit! That what what i was avoiding. "Yeah, but I think she's still in the shower", Bryan said covering me up giving me the hint to run into the bathroom.

He barks when SpongeBob appears on TV. "You like SpongeBob, huh? Me too," I say as I continue having my cereal. After an hour or so of watching cartoon and trying to destract myself and my thoughts, I've already eaten one bar of chocolate and a quarter of the ice-cream is already settling down in my tummy. I'll have the cake later.

Ever. She danced while she was singing some kind of song I couldn't quite make out because she was singing like a f*cking baby, slurring her words out. I don't know for sure, but I think it's the spongebob theme song. The show I used to watch all the time when was seven. I took the opportunity to pull out my phone and record this. She won't remember this tomorrow and she'll be furious when she looks at this.

But if I had known this was what we were going to watch, I would have stayed behind and sulked in my room. I didn’t know that this was what excitement meant to them. I don’t even know how they managed to persuade me to come along with them. If you’re asking me what we’re watching... SPONGEBOB! I really can’t stand these cousins. I never expected that there could be something worse than Mikan’s craziness. “Can you please keep quiet? You’re so noisy!” I glared at the three of them, which made them shut their mouths. But after a few seconds of silence...

Deciding to ignore her, I just rolled my eyes and put my phone back in my jeans. "Does she have a "like" syndrome? I heard it's deadly, especially for brain cells," It's a miracle! JerkAss actually said something right and bright. "MR. LANGSTON!" A shout came from the shop. We turn around and groaned when we saw it was the best friend of Sponge Bob, Patrick. -I made a joke. "Call me Reed, starfish." That's actually funny, "Mr. Langston is my father, the one with gray hairs and a lot of wrinkles." Now that's just plain rude.

Sawyer muttered pointedly before munching on her mutilated, ketchup covered fry. "Well, you act more like you're five." I bantered in amusement, hitching my chin toward the television in front of us. Sponge Bob was on, and she'd been focused solely on that for the better part of our late night meal. "I haven't seen more than the first season; My EX was obsessed." "I own every single one...too bad it's you I'm watching this with instead of your EX."