Spongebob Joke Book Novels & Stories

softly at that. Yeah, I knew how Hawk's driving could be, and when he was in a rush, I could only imagine how it was. I excused myself from my mum soon after, to go see the mastermind behind all of this. "So," I started, smiling at him. "So," he answered, smiling back. I chuckled softly before covering the space between us, so that now, my arms were wrapped around him in a hug. He must have been stunned, because for a second or two, he didn't react. But he soon reciprocated the gesture; wrapping his arms around me as well. And the feeling it left was one I couldn't quite understand. However, I knew I sure liked it. "Thank you, Spongebob. Really, thanks. This is the sweetest thing anyon

I didn't text him back, I just put it back inside my dress' pocket. "You also love 'Spongebob Squarepants' Belle?" "Huh?" I asked her back confused. Her voice was a bit loud and the boys around us also turned to her, especially Daniel and Alex. "Uhm.. yeah. It's kinda cute." I answered her having no clue on what was going on inside her mind. "Spongebob Squarepants.. uhmm.. yeah, it's kinda cute." She added a bit louder and I chuckled when I noticed the two men glaring at her. Are they having an issue or problem with Spongebob Squarepants?

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."

But I make no promises to answer every question o 😌😌 I still have to keep up the enigmatic aura 😉 Oh, yeah, a question I've been meaning to ask somebody all this while; Please, who knows when Plankton in SpongeBob SquarePants is finally going to successfully steal Mr Krabs' Formula and use it? 🙄🤦🏽‍♀️ Because after several years of not watching that cartoon, I finally go back to it and discover that he's still trying to successfully steal it 😑 ♟️

One time at work I'd even heard a co-worker called me the-Squidward-from-spongebob. Exactly why I hated them. That morning I'd just gotten up and, traditionally, said my good mornings to Sam triple zero eight, then the story stroke up. We were having a conversation of a book I'd just finished reading, 'No, Mr Harry Botter, do not turn me into a witch.' Believe me, it was a real book alright. The author was named Harry Botter, so he was the main character of his novel. Stories like that, what do they call them again? Paranormal stories, they were always fun to read. Partly because they were stupid, other part, they were nonsense. Nothing but ridiculous lies.

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.

We were both in the living room and SpongeBob was playing on the television when I started to ask him about our plan for Edward. "The best plan I could come up with is to find the picture at school," he sighed and sat beside me on the sofa. I could hear SpongeBob’s laughter in the background. "I agree," I said and took a bite of my pizza. "Just make sure not to do anything reckless alright?" he warned, and I gave him a confused look. "I know you well enough to know that you would probably charge in Mr. Macklet's office or something just to get a clue," he smirked, and I pouted.

“I think this one will fit her.” “Yeah, might wanna get the whole nickelodeon set while you’re at it,” I spat sarcastically. “What’s wrong with you people? Are you planning to get the kid bullied at school? “She’s an infant, she’s supposed to like cartoons!” “And she’s going to curse you once she finds out in her baby album that you made her wear a cartoon onesie,” I shot back. “SpongeBob is a classic. Plus, babies love bright colors!” he fired back.

"THERE!!" "BASTARD MONKEY!!!" I whined while covering my chest. A goofy smile appeared on Bennet's lips when he saw my bra. "Hmmm. Spongebob huh!" It was like a hot wind whistling in my ears. Sweetness! "What's wrong with a bra with a Spongebob print on it?!" I whine. "Nothing," replied Bennet. "Spongebob is cute. And it's cuter when it was printed on brassiere in... A Cup?"

I don’t say anything right away. “So,” Knox says casually, “what do you think?” “You got me an alien SpongeBob?” I squeak. “Huh? No. That’s a mattress. An alien mattress.” I blink at him. “Remember that night I crashed at your place and we talked about aliens spying on humans by acting as furniture?” he says. “I thought it was cute. So I got you an alien bed. I wanted it much bigger, but Aaron messed up the bed size.” That breaks me.