Spongebob Memes Imagination Novels & Stories

"You know what, you both have a lot of things in common." "Who? Gavin?" "No! My brother, silly." "Hmm.. like what?" "First you're both stubborn." and she laughed when I playfully narrowed my eyes on her. "You both have strong personalities and I noticed that your favourite cartoon character is the same." She wiggled her eyebrows. "Spongebob?" I asked in surprise. "Yes, and he's still watching it every day." "But how can he watch it if he's always busy in the office?" "He has a phone and he's watching it online."

I sighed as I relaxed and closed my eyes. I relaxed as I tried not to think about anything at all. I tried to imagine myself up in a cloud with unicorns by my side. That made me cringe. Unicorns somehow always remind me of that colored poop emoji. Don’t ask why! It’s just disgusting and super weird. “You know, sometimes I wonder what would have happened if you never met us guys.” Damien spoke up after about ten minutes. I opened my eyes and looked up at Damien to look at Damien’s face.

He wiggled his eyebrows at me while his eyes twinkled with amusement making me blushed and shook my head. "Walaykumsalam, morning! My dream was blank, no need of flattering yourself. I would rather dreamt of SpongeBob than dreamt of you," I playfully sneered at him, playing with my fingers. "Wow, that's nice and cool. I know you are obsessed with SpongeBob; I think I will have to compete with it now. Thank Allah, not with Tom and Jerry," he fake- gasped, holding his chest in a painful manner. "Your food is on the table," I said dismissively, trying hard not to laugh.

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He looked at me in disbelief. "So, I just imagined that?" I couldn't believe it I asked myself. "I don't know about you Trix, you're disgusting, do you imagine I kissed you?!" IMAGINE? IS IT JUST AS IN MY IMAGINE? AM I REALLY JUST IMAGING THAT? HUHUH IT'S AWESOME!!! I THOUGHT THAT WAS TRUE! but that's impossible! It's impossible for me to imagine that, can anyone imagine it as if it were true?

“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

l was replied with a smack on my head as Giovanni said"U don't have a job so trust that money was never earnt" I was calculatong my options so l did the only think l could think off which was playing dumband say stupid things."Oh hey Gio l did not see you there what a lovely weather we have today hmm l have been thinking why does spongebob live under the sea when he can just live in a sink it would be nice having a sponge doing our dishes just for a penny don't you think but l think..."

A pop sounded in my ear and memories of the phone flashed through my head, oh yes what humans use for entertainment, and communicate. I held the phone gently in my hands, afraid my nails would poke a hole through the phone, it was very delicate. "Yeah, fish-boy. Welcome to the vast swirling digital sea of thirst traps, memes, and capitalism." I blinked at him. "That sounds terrible." "You’ll love it." I did not love it. At first.

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.

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?"