Spongebob Patrick Funny Novels & Stories

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.

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.

“My life is over. How am I supposed to show my face now?” “It’s okay, Maeve. You might have lost your dignity, but you’ve gained popularity. “Take a look. It’s hilarious. Luke has SpongeBob SquarePants plastered all over his boxers.” She shoved the phone in my face, and I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. The whole thing was captured in HD—the exact moment I tripped and pantsed Luke. I fled the scene in a panic while Luke stared at my receding figure with a grimace.

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.

After Sebastian and Patrick stared at each other for what felt like hours, Sasha was sure that they were going to leap for each other’s throats anytime now. And that was why she was surprised when suddenly Patrick burst out laughing, clapping his hands for good measure. Sasha stared at him in shock as he continued to chuckle, as if he had heard the funniest joke he had ever heard in his life.

she said and started leaving but she suddenly stopped and looked back. The other four are still crying on the ground. She looked at Lucien and he peed more on his trousers, shaking badly. "I actually want to waste my power" she said and walked back to him. "I'm not sorry... chicken" she said and punched his nose. Blood gushed out of it and he went down, passing out straight. "SpongeBob" she said and slapped his unconscious face before looking at the time. "10:05!, Darn it I'm late!" She said and mounted her skateboard.

Bethany giggled as she smiled at me. " Hey." I said and smiled at her. She hugged me at once and I gently closed the door as we released ourselves from the bone crunching embrace. " You look sick." She told me and sat down opposite the TV. " I'm not." I sat next to her and sighed. " SpongeBob." She exclaimed, picking up the TV remote as she increased the volume. " This was my favorite cartoon when I was a teenager." She said and giggled. " You're still a teenager." I pointed out.

“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

Not because he turned it on but because of the show he went to search for almost automatically like it's part of his daily routine. "Spongebob? Really?" I raise one eyebrow at him. He shrugs and laughs as soon as he hears Spongebob's nasal laughter. "Why not?" I narrow my eyes at him but continue eating. Well this is unexpected. I thought watching him grinning widely at the TV screen while shoveling food into his mouth. "Well for a beta, I didn't know you would even give a show like this the time of day," I say and he gasps and puts his hands on his chest as if I had just said the most hurtful thing. My eyebrow raising higher.

I will cut his fingers and stuck it through his ass hole before I obliterate him completely. That is my promise. I quickly eat my pancakes and I was feeling all happy today but no he decided to ruin my day with his rubbish talk. After eating I cleared where I eat and decided to watch my favourite cartoons– SpongeBob, teen Titans, The amazing world of gumball and Regular show. I watched for hours and it was already one pm and the ball was at four pm. I didn't see Marilyn anywhere which was suspicious as hell till I hear the crocking of the front door and saw Marilyn and three ladies walk through it.