Spongebob Ipsum

I'm so cold, i can use my nose drippings as chopsticks. squidward, you're steaming. you're like a steamed vegetable, only smarter. we're in squidwards body, no wonder it smells funny in here. the maniacs in the mailbox! i am the master at kara-tay. 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. 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. can i have everybody's attention? i have to use the bathroom. a five letter word for happiness... money. who you callin' pinhead?! try one of those radioactive sludge balls you call food? next, i suppose you'll want me to go square-dancing with patrick! 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. do instruments of torture count? we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. more soup for your arm pit? don't stand too close to a squirrel, billy. you'll catch its stupid. i had 4 biscuits and then i ate one. then i only had 3! stupid inflatable pants! will you please stop leaving your undergarments on my front lawn? remember, licking doorknobs is illegal on other planets. that's no reason to be ripping people's heads off boy! the boy cries you a sweater of tears... and you kill him. excuse me sir? you're sitting on my face... which is also my body. 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?! how 'bout some soup on your best day ever? well, we're both invertebrates, aren't we? i'm cheating, mrs. puff! i'm cheating!.

What has four wings and flies? a garbage truck! you mean what we thought they thought we think and thought they thought? don't genius live in lamps? we're in squidwards body, no wonder it smells funny in here. can i have everybody's attention? i have to use the bathroom. good people don't rip other people's arms off. who you callin' pinhead?! insurance is what i need for a crabby patty. oh! i didn't realize it was happy hopping moron day! we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. no gary, i don't get colds i get the suds. seaweed: 50% sea, 50% weed. that's no reason to be ripping people's heads off boy! the boy cries you a sweater of tears... and you kill him. they don't call me cheeks for nothing. that song was so righteous! would you...sign my pants? mr. krabs! the krabby patty is haunted! hear me krabs, when i discover your formula for krabby patties, i'll run you out of business! i went to college! 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. the inner machinations of my mind are an enigma. don't genius live in lamps? squidward? squidward! the sky had a baby from my cereal box! you can't fool me. i listen to public radio! sponge, i'm a big man. a big, big man! don't we look vicious and bloodthirsty? oh! i didn't realize it was happy hopping moron day! we shall never deny a guest even the most ridiculous request. soap... soap... what is soap? it's an alaskan bull worm! squidward, your ceiling is talking to me. either you (a) put the dime in me pants, (b) put the dime in me pants, or (c) put the dime in me pants! i'm mad. i can't see my forehead. that's no reason to be ripping people's heads off boy! oh, tartar sauce. the line for the tunnel of glove is filling up. they don't call me cheeks for nothing. go out and get yourself a case of the krabbies. mr. krabs, please. i'll prove i'm a fry cook. ask squidward, he'll vouch for me. do you smell it? that smell. a kind of smelly smell. the smelly smell that smells... smelly. mr. krabs! the krabby patty is haunted!.