Spongebob Sarcasm Novels & Stories

" I say throwing her arm around my shoulders. "Are those chocolates." She frowns when we got to the stairs. This is really going to be hard. "Do you know sponge Bob is a sponge?" She looks up to me expectantly. "I like sponge Bob, I mean his nice and makes nice crabby paddies." Another step up. "But I don't like Patrick he is so mean." Another step up. "And Mr crab is just too in love with money, just like that son of a chocolate." That should be me.

2:05pm Squidward : We're gonna binge all kdrama. 2:05pm SpongeBob : Aye 2:06 pm Squidward : Have you seen the new recommendations?. 2:07pm SpongeBob : Nope. 2:08pm Squidward : Don't tell me you've not seen the space sweepers?. 2:09 pm SpongeBob : No… "Gotcha" Sabrina's voice startled Angelina, making her drop her phone, "chatting during work?" she scowled at her.

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.

Sabrina didn't know if he was being serious, or he was just making a way for her to call him an asshole again, but she accepted his approach. She accepted his hug. But she swore to herself that if he was kidding and just using her vulnerability to be a dick again, she would drown him in this exact waterfall herself. They were both having their moment until someone decided to interrupt. “Well, it's always fun to watch.” Said Igor, being sarcastic and moody at the same time. They admit, they did forget about him. They were not being their usual sarcastic selves, and that isn't normal. Likewise, they laughed at that.

He sarcastically said I rolled my eyes, adjusting the level of my bag "Sarcasm is that what we’re doing now?" "Oh please, Tara. I wasn’t being sarcastic" "Really why don’t you tell me what that was all about, you know the manager thing you just said," I said walking into the elevator and pushing the button. "That was just..Uhm-Uhm." "Uhm-Uhm" I mimic him "You know what, I will let it slide, I am tired anyways but I haven’t forgotten about it so you better get your ass early for work if you don’t me cutting your salary short."

I watch a few of them laugh hysterically at something they said. "That's all because of you. You brought everyone together with your bonfire idea." He says. "You've got a little Yoghurt on your mouth." "It's ice cream." "Oh, it matters." Sarcasm drips from his tone. I wipe my mouth with the back of my palms. "Sarcasm ruins the image, you know." He whips his head in my direction for an instant. "What image?" "You trying to be less of an asshole." "Is that what you think I'm doing?"

Is SpongeBob your husband? Cinderella was confused. " What? " " Don't what me! " Royalty frowned. " My sexy face should be there, not SpongeBob. Moreso, what kind of strong Panties are this? I wouldn't be able to tear this ones. " " Are these made of Iron? Do you want to break my hand? " " Momma, Be sexy for me. Wear G strings. " He seemed shamelessly dramatic, Cinderella got a headache. Dumbfoundedly, she looked at him. Why was he making her seem like a cheat? SpongeBob was a box of cheese.

He made no effort to conceal the underlying sarcasm. And yet, unlike before, it did not sting at all. Drama Queen? And I? Yeah, what a joke. Guess he needs his brain repaired at this point and see for real who's the true drama queen. I doubt if he would ever see the truth anyway. The corner of my lips twitched faintly. “Sorry to disappoint, Mr. Santos, but you're mistaken this time.” My words were calm, steady, and free of the urgency that used to define every conversation I had.

“Just because I am excited to go to England, means that I am excited to meet that gay band. Do you not see how tight their pants are? Gosh! I am a girl and my pants aren’t even that tight. Anyway, I heard that English boys are hot especially with their accent. Huh! I wonder how much junk they have…” I was rudely cut off by Kyle yelling well attempting to sing the intro song for spongebob. I rolled my eyes. “Are you done with your ‘fantasy’? You have to realize although I know that you not innocent anymore I do not want to hear you go off on boys as a reminder that you are not a nun. Gah! I wish you were innocent.” I smiled and he gave me a disgusted face. I knew he was only kidding so I was

I ask him pointing the finger at myself, "kind of" he laughs and turn his face away from me leaving me all confused, "Why the hell are laughing?" He clears his throat and faces me again "Sorry" he tried his best to stop laughing but I can see it all. His eyes were dancing as he recall the last night's event. I definitely did something stupid otherwise he wouldn't be laughing like Spongebob who literally laughs at anything cause of his weird humor. I got closer to him and grabbed him by his collar, "tell me what happened last night or I'm gonna make sure this is the last time you laugh like this" I pause and look him straight in the eyes,