October 21st, 2006
|11:56 pm - are ye ready kids? aye, aye, cap'n! I CAN'T HEAR YOU! AYE AYE, CAP'N!|
Mr. Spatch: WHOOOOOO LIVES IN A PINEAPPLE UNDER THE SEA?
Ms. A. Mittens: Someone who has long since died of asphyxiation! Such a housing situation is impractical at best!
Mr. Spatch: ok, you win.
Mr. Spatch: we also would have accepted "JOHN! De! LANCIE!"
CAR! OL! CHAN! NING! also works.
And, I firmly believe, would make an equally compelling kids cartoon as she hung out with Patrick and annoyed Squidward.
En! Der! Wig! Gin!
Wes! Ley! Crush! Er!
Gee! Na! Dav! Is!
Wil! Liam! Gold! Man!
Har! Ry! Har! Low!
MAKE ME STOP
I wish someone would have warned me about Spongebob before I discovered him while under the influence of illicit substances. I have a hard enough time dealing with it while stone-cold sober.
One of the owners of my company has a near-creepy obsession with Spongebob, and he is just about as wacky. Most days I don't know whether I want to strangle him or hug him.