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DAMON 'Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?' The television yelled. "Spongebob SquarePants!" My seven-year-old niece squealed in response. From where I was, I watched her move her upper body energetically to the rest of the theme song and when the end came, I took over.

After searching for a nice channel to watch, I give up and eat my cereal. Can't this channels show any good relationship shows today? I click on a cartoon channel. If there's nothing, I can spend my morning laughing. If Bryne was here, he would groan and beg me to change the channel. He doesn't like it that I love watching cartoon and that SpongeBob SquarePants is one of my favorite show, worst of it he hates it when I force him to watch it with me.

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.

They took care of me ever since. Sophie is literally the worst best thing that can happen to you. “Seriously girl, you gotta stop throwing those clocks, it’s the fifth one this month” “MIND YOUR BUSINESS” I yelled. I know throwing those clocks is not exactly how I should turn them off but it's just so satisfying to throw ‘em. “Girl, I'm ma swim to Bikini Bottom and get you Spongebob's alarm clock,” she said, her annoying ass was on my bed trying to get me out of my super comfy bed, what’s funny is that the bed wasn’t even this comfy last night.

He huffs like I'm the one being complicated, "I saaaid, this...isn't...'Bastian Harr'son!" "...Is this Sebastian?" "No!" The man cheers, "This is TREVOR!" He screams the words "no, this is Trevor" exactly how Patrick Star from the cartoon Spongebob Squarepants screamed "no, this is Patrick" during the episode he was a cashier at The Krusty Krab taking phone calls, and it is then that I'm completely done with Sebastian's bullshit, and his friend's. When he starts laughing uncontrollably, I rub my eyes. "Well, Tre-vor, why are you calling me from Sebastian's phone?"

Anya has never seen a more beautiful sight. "Tann will swallow his tongue when he sees you." I respond. "Aunt Anya!" Jaimie's voice sounded from the living room. "Yes, Jay?" I called back. "Spiderman show has finished! I want to watch SpongeBob SquarePants!" He shouted right back. "Alright, the remote is in the bedroom where you dropped it after putting on your clothes!" "I know where it is, Aunt Anya!" His voice carried as I heard his footsteps beat towards the bedroom.

She turned in the television, switching to different channels all in the name of searching for a good movie to watch. The rest of the station wasn't Interesting, so she ended up watching the cartoon network. Above all, spongebob squarepants was her favorite. Thankfully, it was the network on show. She had almost forgotten that she had a plate on her hand, in the process of laughing, the plate mistakenly slipped off her hand, landing on the floor. " Damnit! " She cursed, heading to the kitchen to get a broom and dustpan. After she had had it cleaned up, she went to the fridge to find some thing to eat. She picked the cheese and orange juice, returning back to the chair.

He asked More tears rolled down her cheeks; it was her heart that was hurting, and she could not tell anyone about it. Sam looked up at her; "When I am hurt, I eat a lot of chips and watch Spongebob Squarepants," he said to her, running upstairs to get the chips. Within minutes, he was back with a bag of chips and grabbed her arm. "Let's go and watch Spongebob," he dragged her to the living room. "Sam, I was cooking; I need to finish off first," she replied. "No, Mommy, you're tired and need to snack and laugh," he replied, ordering her to put the cartoon on.

I tried easing the pressure that I felt in my chest even though I knew that being tense would not make the phone ring, but it didn't work out for me. After some minutes of almost doing completely nothing except for waiting for her to call my Dad's phone, I turned on the TV. I switched the channel when I could not stand the amount of hugs a male character in a movie was giving his son. It looked absurd. Way too much for a boy of his age to bear. After flipping through the channels, I stopped as I saw SpongeBob SquarePants on the screen. It was about starting when the phone rang. Quickly, I picked it up.

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."