First of all, I'd like to say a few words to the readers. It brings me great honor to say to all of you, go fuck yourselves if you are black, Mexican, Jewish, Asian, Southern, gay, a midget, a woman, foreign, or just a plain faggot. Now sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride your motherfucking cocksuckers.

One fine evening at a fancy dinner in the Krusty Krab sat SpongeBob, and his fuck buddy Patrick. Those two faggots had been dating for around 2 years by now. Little did they know that a little bastard named Plankton was right under the table. They were conversing about gay shit like blowing bubbles, jelly fishing, and being assholes to Squidward, when suddenly Patrick felt a tingle in his dick hole. "SpongeBob, my peepee feels funny. "Shut the fuck up," said SpongeBob, as he enjoyed his fine meal. Plankton crawled further and further into Patrick's dick hole, hoping that when Patrick orders a krabby patty, he can jump out of his dick, and retrieve the Krabby Patty formula. Patrick started panicking. "Fuck me SpongeBob I think something is seriously wrong." "Yeah, it's probably the fact that you're a fatass faggot piece of shit," said SpongeBob. Patrick rushed to the bathroom and tried to pee. After that didn't work, he figured the only way to get it out, was to jerk off. After around 3 ½ hours of straight up masterbating, he started to hear something scream. He stroked harder and harder until finally, Plankton shot out off there at 50 mph. "Blast! You simpleton! All I wanted was to get my hands on a motherfucking krabby patty, and your dumb ass had to jack off for almost 4 fucking hours straight. Now if you excuse me, I have a formula to steal." Plankton darted for the formula like a nigger would dart from the police, but little did he know, he was just a little 1 inch tall fuck face who could do shit, so he was quickly stomped on before even getting halfway there. "Awww fuck I think I stepped on a pile of shit!" said a random customer. Mr. Krabs then walked over to see what the fuck was going on. "That ain't no shit!" Said Mr. Krabs. "That's green shit! And his name is Plankton." He picked up Plankton. "So you thought you could get away with stealin my shit ay me boy?", "Well I got news for you, the only people who are good at stealing are dirty niggers!" He then put Plankton down the barrel of his 12 gage shotgun, and aimed it at a nearby black man. "Try this out for size me boy!" He shot the nigger right in the head, and it was splattered with green shit. "Great job Mr. Krabs!" said Plankton. "Did I give you permission to fucking talk?" said SpongeBob. "Sorry," said Patrick, and he backed down like a bitch. Alright boys, it's time for you to get the fuck out of my resteraunt," said Mr. Krabs. "Is it closing time already?" Said Squidward. Spongebob then beat the shit out of Squidward and shoved his face into the fryer. "Shut the fuck up Squidward," said SpongeBob. "And krabs, if you talk to me like that one more fucking time I'll rip your eyes out and use them to penetrate your "Krusty" anus. "Me boy, what's gotten into ya?" Krabs asked. "Alright, you asked for it you cheap ass cunt." SpongeBob took out his trusty spatula, and touched it to the hot stove in the kitchen. He then went up to Krabs and shoved it straight up his asshole and out his eye socket." "Is this want you wanted you Krusty Krab queer piece of fucking shit!?" A Mexican family then walked into the Krusty Krab. "I'll have 3 tacos, and a lawnmower," said the Mexican. Spongebob wouldn't tolerate that shit. "I don't know how you got the balls to walk into an American reseturaunt, but if I see you or your family ever again, I'll send you right back to the undeveloped shithole you came from. By the time the Krusty Krab closed, Patrick, Squidward, Mr. Krabs, Plankton, 16 Mexicans and a black guy had died. The End.