Spongebob Ipsum
Word Lists: Spongebob
Plankton: 1% evil, 99% hot gas. more soup for your arm pit? i have checks, with little poodles on them. excuse me sir? you're sitting on my face... which is also my body. oh, tartar sauce. do you smell it? that smell. a kind of smelly smell. the smelly smell that smells... smelly..
Patrick! you forgot how to eat again! come on, we'll get the funnel. you're a man now, spongebob, and it's time you started acting like one. don't genius live in lamps? can you give spongebob his brain back, i had to borrow it for the week. did you hear about the goldfish that went bankrupted? now he's a bronzefish. plankton: 1% evil, 99% hot gas. who you callin' pinhead?! ... pants ripped off. huh? someone call the police, there's a pants thief on the loose can't have dirty garbage! do instruments of torture count? we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. soap... soap... what is soap? don't stand too close to a squirrel, billy. you'll catch its stupid. yeah, uhh... i'm with the pet hospital down the street and i understand you have a dying animal on the premises... stupid inflatable pants! i have checks, with little poodles on them. we don't really have these powers! the powers are in the costumes. why else would we wear underwear over our pants? squidward, your ceiling is talking to me. will you please stop leaving your undergarments on my front lawn? i have a theory, people talk loud when they wanna act smart, right? i'm mad. i can't see my forehead. this city needs to be destroyed! or at least painted another color. i'll tell you the story of the ugly barnacle. there once was an ugly barnacle. he was so ugly, everybody died. the end. oh, tartar sauce. i'll never forget your one-hundred-percent all-secret patty, secretly assembled with undersea cheese, pickles, lettuce, tomato, onion, all secretly steaming between two fluffy seaweed sea buns. it's okay, spongebob! you can cheat! cheat that way!.
That's it mister! you just lost your brain priviliges! oh well, i guess i'm not wearing any pants today! squidward, you're steaming. you're like a steamed vegetable, only smarter. don't genius live in lamps? we're in squidwards body, no wonder it smells funny in here. see, no one says cool anymore. that's such an old person thing. now we say coral, as in that nose job is so coral. you can't fool me. i listen to public radio! it's a vast swirling wonderland of sparkling white pleasure. let it fill your senses with cascading fluffy pillows of excitement, and comfort, as you've never felt before. don't you dare take the name of texas in vain. a five letter word for happiness... money. oh my god! a floating shopping list! ahhh! yeah, uhh... i'm with the pet hospital down the street and i understand you have a dying animal on the premises... stupid inflatable pants! we don't really have these powers! the powers are in the costumes. why else would we wear underwear over our pants? squidward, your ceiling is talking to me. will you please stop leaving your undergarments on my front lawn? i'm mad. i can't see my forehead. this city needs to be destroyed! or at least painted another color. the boy cries you a sweater of tears... and you kill him. you'll never guess what i found in my sock last night. go ahead, guess! did you order twenty cases of... ripped pants?! mr. krabs! the krabby patty is haunted! well, we're both invertebrates, aren't we?.
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Patrick! you forgot how to eat again! come on, we'll get the funnel. you're a man now, spongebob, and it's time you started acting like one. don't genius live in lamps? can you give spongebob his brain back, i had to borrow it for the week. did you hear about the goldfish that went bankrupted? now he's a bronzefish. plankton: 1% evil, 99% hot gas. who you callin' pinhead?! ... pants ripped off. huh? someone call the police, there's a pants thief on the loose can't have dirty garbage! do instruments of torture count? we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. soap... soap... what is soap? don't stand too close to a squirrel, billy. you'll catch its stupid. yeah, uhh... i'm with the pet hospital down the street and i understand you have a dying animal on the premises... stupid inflatable pants! i have checks, with little poodles on them. we don't really have these powers! the powers are in the costumes. why else would we wear underwear over our pants? squidward, your ceiling is talking to me. will you please stop leaving your undergarments on my front lawn? i have a theory, people talk loud when they wanna act smart, right? i'm mad. i can't see my forehead. this city needs to be destroyed! or at least painted another color. i'll tell you the story of the ugly barnacle. there once was an ugly barnacle. he was so ugly, everybody died. the end. oh, tartar sauce. i'll never forget your one-hundred-percent all-secret patty, secretly assembled with undersea cheese, pickles, lettuce, tomato, onion, all secretly steaming between two fluffy seaweed sea buns. it's okay, spongebob! you can cheat! cheat that way!.
That's it mister! you just lost your brain priviliges! oh well, i guess i'm not wearing any pants today! squidward, you're steaming. you're like a steamed vegetable, only smarter. don't genius live in lamps? we're in squidwards body, no wonder it smells funny in here. see, no one says cool anymore. that's such an old person thing. now we say coral, as in that nose job is so coral. you can't fool me. i listen to public radio! it's a vast swirling wonderland of sparkling white pleasure. let it fill your senses with cascading fluffy pillows of excitement, and comfort, as you've never felt before. don't you dare take the name of texas in vain. a five letter word for happiness... money. oh my god! a floating shopping list! ahhh! yeah, uhh... i'm with the pet hospital down the street and i understand you have a dying animal on the premises... stupid inflatable pants! we don't really have these powers! the powers are in the costumes. why else would we wear underwear over our pants? squidward, your ceiling is talking to me. will you please stop leaving your undergarments on my front lawn? i'm mad. i can't see my forehead. this city needs to be destroyed! or at least painted another color. the boy cries you a sweater of tears... and you kill him. you'll never guess what i found in my sock last night. go ahead, guess! did you order twenty cases of... ripped pants?! mr. krabs! the krabby patty is haunted! well, we're both invertebrates, aren't we?.