It was a cold wet night in January, it was a week after my birthday, and I had saved up enough money to get the tattoo on my neck removed. I was running late, but I was also very hungry. So I grabbed the half tuna-salad sandwich I had in the refrigerator. On the way to the laboratory, I slipped and dropped my sandwich in a puddle of toxic waste. Thinking that nothing could possibly be wrong with a sandwich covered in gooey, green, toxic slime, I picked it up, and walked down the street to the laboratory. The scientist set me on the table and told me about the plasma beam that would be emitted to burn off my tattoo. He also said something about how if it were to come into contact with toxic waste that the consequences would prove drastic, but I was too busy eating the tuna-salad sandwich. The sandwich got stuck in my throat halfway through the operation, and the idiot scientist slipped and hit the laser to full power. The laser cut through my neck, and zapped my sandwich. The laser and the toxic sludge from my sandwich combined and transformed me into a human with gills. Enraged that nobody told me that a plasma beam coming in contact with toxic waste would cause drastic consequences, I fled the laboratory and dove into the nearest ocean. I sank to the bottom and started walking around. I saw off in the distance, a rock, an Easter Island head, and a pineapple. I walked up to the pineapple and knocked on the door. A yellow sponge opened the door and introduced himself as Spongebob. A large starfish was behind him staring blankly at me, and Spongebob introduced him as Patrick. Spongebob Patrick and I became great friends. We all went outside to discover a tall, squid-like creature. This creature's name was Squidward. He seemed to be kinda stuck-up and snotty. He also didn't seem to care too much for Spongebob and Patrick. Spongebob invited me to go Jelly fishing with him and his friend Sandy. Sandy was a land squirrel that had left to live in the ocean to study the marine-life. He gave me the net, and off we went to Jellyfish Fields. I caught a jellyfish, and Spongebob seemed overjoyed. We "milked" the jellyfish for its jelly, then ate a jelly-covered piece of toast together. We all went to the Krusty Krab afterwards, where Spongebob whipped us up a bunch of Krabby Patties. We ate the delectable patties, and went back to Spongebob's house to party. We partied for 12 hours straight until Squidward came over and complained. We shoved him in the closet and continued partying. When we were all partied out, Spongebob said goodbye to Sandy, and invited me to stay for a sleep over. I got to sleep next to his pet snail, Gary. I got a great night's sleep, until a foghorn sounded and jarred me out of bed. Spongebob offered to take me to work with him. I accepted, but asked what we should do about Squidward locked in the closet. Spongebob said not to worry about it, and drove me to the Krust Krab on his bike. Mr. Krabs was happy to see Spongebob, but kept asking me if I wanted to buy anything. Spongebob said that I was with him, and Mr. Krabs didn't bother me the rest of the day. Squidward never showed up for work, and I was beginning to get a little worried. I left the restaurant and went back to Spongebob's pineapple. I opened the closet to find Squidward in a fetal position and muttering incoherently. I pulled him to his feet, handed him his clarinet which he dropped, and walked him over to his house where he fell over and started crying in the fetal position. I walked back to the Krusty Krab where I reunited with Spongebob. I told him that I wanted to go back to the pineapple and sleep. He said it was fine, and I left. I went to the pineapple, and went to sleep. It was a long day, and night in Bikini Bottom. - End