The annoying laughs of Spongebob and Patrick woke the slumbering Squidward. His eye slowly opened and he sat up and glanced over at the half-empty pill bottle. He grabbed the glass of water that sat next to his bed. Opening the bottle of pills, he poured them into his mouth, not knowing how many he actually took. He chugged the water and laid back down, anticipating the depression drugs to kick in. Outside, Spongbob was sitting on the sandy ocean floor, across form him sat Patrick. They were laughing, randomly and at nothing. In between them was a joint, half-smoked. "We should see if Squidward wants any, I know he loves this shit!" Spongebob said.
"Do we really have to share?" Patrick asked lumberly.
"Not really, he just shares with us all the time." Spongebob said, picking up the joint and taking a puff, "Want some?"
"Yea!" Patrick yelled as Spongbob leaned in touching his lips to his friend's and blowing the smoke into Patrick's mouth.
"Anyways, when as Squidy shared?" Patrick asked blankly.
"Don't you remember? The day we left for Incagnito on those cacti." Spongbob answered, breathing in the poisons.
"Oh, right.." Patrick said looking at Squidward's house, "I guess we can ask."
Spongebob smiled, putting out the joint and standing with Patrick. They walked over to Squidward's house and pounded on his door until it fell.
Patrick looked at Spongebob, "The leprechaun did it.."
They continued into his house, walking up-stairs and laid their eyes upon the fainted Squidward.
"I think he ODed again." Spongebob sighed.
Patrick picked up the phone and dialed some random number, "Yes, police I need a mustang for my friend..he ODed.."
"Patrick..that's not the fuzz.." Spongebob said lifting Squidward over his shoulder.
"Your not the popo?! Bitch don't call me if ya'll ain't the cops!" Patrick screamed, slamming the phone down.
"That was nice Patrick.." Spongbob said, half-glaring.
"Thank you Trixxster!!" Patrick smiled.
Spongbob opened the rotting doors to the Krusty Krab.
"Ugein?! Squidy ODed!!" Spongebob yelled.
Mr. Krabs wlaked out form his office, "Call me MR. Krabs." he winked.
"Sorry Mr. Krabs.." Spongebob lay Squidward on a table.
"How are you doing today lad?" Mr. Krabs said with a sexy tone, wrppaing his arm around Spongebob.
"Good, got high! New stuff too, cheaper." "That's good, don't want the lad unhappy."
"Uhh, I guess so?
"How bout yous come into my office?"
"But I'm not working today.."
"I'll pay ya double."
"Hm..ok then!"
Mr. Krabs then led Spongebob to his office, completly forgetting about the dying Squidward. Buuut anyways. Once inside, Mr. Krabs locked the door and turned the light low and dim.
"Alright boy, time fer work!" he said as he sat.
Spongebob stepped up to the metal pole that was in the middle of the room, clutching it, he swirled around, rubbing his crotch on the pole and moving up and down to the light music in the back-round.
~laaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttteeeeeeeeerrrrr~
stood behind the stripped Spongebob, wrapping his arms around him and playing around with his goods.
"I don't think your suppose to touch me there.."
"I'm yer boss, I'll do what I want!"
"But isn't this called pedophilias?"
"Of course not meh boy!"
"Ok then!" Spongbob smiled, "I usually only do this with patrick though."
"Well, he's a lucky guy having you around." he laughed, "One last thing and I'll let ya go."
"Yes Mr. Krabs?"
"I want a blow job from yer."
"Aye-aye Mr. Krabs!" Spongebob said, turning aorund and getting on his knees to suck the crab's hard dick.