Spongebob Ipsum

What has four wings and flies? a garbage truck! that's it mister! you just lost your brain priviliges! patrick! you forgot how to eat again! come on, we'll get the funnel. squidward, you're steaming. you're like a steamed vegetable, only smarter. isn't this great squidward? it's just the 3 of us. you, me, and this brick wall you built between us. you're a man now, spongebob, and it's time you started acting like one. we're in squidwards body, no wonder it smells funny in here. can you give spongebob his brain back, i had to borrow it for the week. nonsense, my vocabulary is infinitely expanding! 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. a five letter word for happiness... money. i guess hibernation is the opposite of beauty sleep! insurance is what i need for a crabby patty. oh my god! a floating shopping list! ahhh! try one of those radioactive sludge balls you call food? next, i suppose you'll want me to go square-dancing with patrick! ... pants ripped off. huh? someone call the police, there's a pants thief on the loose can't have dirty garbage! did i patrick? did i? or did your criminal mind hypnotize me to steal it? y'all better apologize, or i'll be on you like ugly on an ape. we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. more soup for your arm pit? there once was a man from peru who dreamed he was eating his shoe. he woke with fright in the middle of the night, to find that his dream had come true! stupid inflatable pants! it's an alaskan bull worm! put those eyeballs back in your head, son! either you (a) put the dime in me pants, (b) put the dime in me pants, or (c) put the dime in me pants! remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets. excuse me sir? you're sitting on my face... which is also my body. no, gary, i like wearing my underpants like this. did you order twenty cases of... ripped pants?!.

I'm so cold, i can use my nose drippings as chopsticks. isn't this great squidward? it's just the 3 of us. you, me, and this brick wall you built between us. you're a man now, spongebob, and it's time you started acting like one. we're in squidwards body, no wonder it smells funny in here. moss always points to civilization. nonsense, my vocabulary is infinitely expanding! you can't fool me. i listen to public radio! can i have everybody's attention? i have to use the bathroom. good people don't rip other people's arms off. don't you dare take the name of texas in vain. try one of those radioactive sludge balls you call food? next, i suppose you'll want me to go square-dancing with patrick! more soup for your arm pit? no gary, i don't get colds i get the suds. seaweed: 50% sea, 50% weed. now you must develop a taste for free-form jazz we'd better do what he says... he knows how to grow food. my ice cream! it's alive! aaaahhhhhhh! i'm mad. i can't see my forehead. the boy cries you a sweater of tears... and you kill him. they don't call me cheeks for nothing. but first, i'll need a garden hose and a flatbed truck and i'll need to remove your trousers. mr. krabs, please. i'll prove i'm a fry cook. ask squidward, he'll vouch for me. did you order twenty cases of... ripped pants?! 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. i'm cheating, mrs. puff! i'm cheating!.

Squidward, you're steaming. you're like a steamed vegetable, only smarter. squidward? squidward! the sky had a baby from my cereal box! can i have everybody's attention? i have to use the bathroom. sponge, i'm a big man. a big, big man! spongebob doesn't have hair. or does he? we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. there once was a man from peru who dreamed he was eating his shoe. he woke with fright in the middle of the night, to find that his dream had come true! 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? the boy cries you a sweater of tears... and you kill him. how 'bout some soup on your best day ever? i'm cheating, mrs. puff! i'm cheating!.