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“I can live anywhere as long as mommy is with me.” “Is that so. Well, I build this for my family.” Wright shot a meaningful glance. I averted my eyes. We got to the kitchen. Wright folded his sleeve up to his elbow and put on the apron. Wright took a small apron and put it on Reid. "Here's yours." “Wow! It’s Spongebob!” “Do you like Spongebob?” “Yes! He makes delicious burgers!” "You have to taste my cooking." “Will you also cook for my mommy?”

Well, I like chocolate cake. As I was enjoying my dessert, a familiar smell filled my nostril causing me to look at his plate. "Karl, what are you eating?" I asked eyeing his bowl. "Crab Soup." My mouth watered by the mention of crab. I like Crab. It's my favourite. Well, I have so many favourite foods on my list. "So you provide seafood also." I raised my eyebrows. "Hmm yeah, People love to eat seafood from here." He replied honestly, very proud of himself.

Sulking forgotten silent treatment abort! "Are you ready kids? (Aye, aye Captain) I can't hear you (aye, aye Captain) Ooh Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? (Spongebob Squarepants) Absorbant and yellow and porous is he (Spongebob Squarepants) If nautical nonsense be something you wish (Spongebob Squarepants) Then drop on the deck and flop like a fish! (Spongebob Squarepants) ready? Spongebob Squarepants Spongebob Squarepants

Still, the TV was on right now, and there was a little girl sitting on the expensive carpet that he had bought during an auction, while she was watching the TV and eating something out of a huge plate. The little girl had such a mess when she ate it that she could easily stain the carpet with her food. She was deeply engrossed in watching cartoons but it seemed to Sebastian that this cartoon wasn't a new one. He took a glance at the cartoon that was being shown on TV and was surprised to know that this cartoon was his favorite as well, Spongebob Squarepants. Sebastian went closer to Izzie, who hadn't noticed him yet, to check what kind of food was in her plate. The smell of this food made hi

"I do like burgers and Fries though, and pizza. What about you? What is your favorite food? "Food in general, I don't really have a favorite, maybe pizza if I had to pick, you can put anything on pizza. So what are your likes and dislikes." " I like snowboarding, fishing, four Wheeling, tony hawk games, food, Pepsi, nice weather, drawing, movies, and cuddling. I dislike whinny girls, TV dinners, the color pink." he then quickly added " oh I also dislike asparagus. What about you?"

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.

I only just realized that he was interested in my story. This promise is boring, "Tell me, I'm waiting." I'd like to eat first. Angry if you ask him, "Don't you want to sleep yet, Sir." We are currently sitting on the couch and enjoying the show. I don't feel drowsy yet, is that obvious? Perhaps you're simply trying to get yourself to sleep because it's late at night and you have no idea what time it is. I laughed out loud as I abruptly remembered his boxer, SpongeBob. Is he actually a fan of Sponge Bob? Perhaps he was a spongebob fan when he was a kid. I find it adorable to think of him viewing in that way.

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."

“What’s wrong with looking for SpongeBob?” He’s fighting a smile. I can see it in the way his mouth twitches. “Nothing, if that’s your thing. I’m sure I could find you a SpongeBob centre. T-shirts. Balloons. A life-sized mascot, too. Just say the words and it’s all yours.” “No thanks,” I say, pulling down the sun visor and flipping open the mirror. I check my reflection and, thankfully, my anxiety didn’t melt my mascara. “I’m more of a Squidward girl.”

We now have the perfect employee - employer relationship and I totally love it It's nine pm , Wendy and I are watching SpongeBob SquarePants and suddenly get this urge to eat peanut butter. Strange thing is , I hate peanut butter but now I feel like I will die I don't have it in the next zero point zero zero zero zero zero zero one second. I rush to the kitchen and take out the entire bottle of peanut from the fridge and start licking. "What the hell!" Wendy exclaims "What?" I ask innocently. "Since when did you start eating eating peanut butter?"