Squidward:"Years ago, at this very restaurant, the hatch-slinging slasher used to be a frycook, just like you. Only clumsier! And then, one night, when he was cutting the patties, it happened..."
SpongeBob:"He forgot the secret sauce?"
Squidward:"No."
SpongeBob:"He didn't wash his hands?"
Squidward:"No!"
SpongeBob:"Irregular portions?"
Squidward:"NO! He cut off his own hand! By mistake!"
SpongeBob:"You mean like this?
[At every 'this', SpongeBob removes his arm and a new one grows back]"
SpongeBob:"Or like this? Or this? Or this? But what about this? Or this? Or this? Or this?"
Squidward:"Except he wasn't a sponge!"
SpongeBob:"So?"
Squidward:"So it didn't grow back!"
SpongeBob:"OH NO!"
Squidward:"And he replaced his hand... with a rusty spatula. And then... he got hit by a bus! And, as funeral, they fired him! So now... every... What day is it?"
SpongeBob:"Tuesday."
Squidward:"Tuesday night! His ghost returns to the Krusty Krab to wreak his horrible vengeance!"
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