1 Spongebob goes to Afghanistan- The Plane Ride
Disclaimer: I don't own Spongebob. Do you? Didn't think so, so why do we have to have these stupid things?
"Patrick, there is no one here accept for us! That's neat we get the whole plane to ourselves!" Spongebob giggled.
"Hello suicidal maniac boys and snail. May I see your tickets so you can go on your deathtrap in Afghanistan?" The lady behind a desk asked, "Thank you. Please enjoy your deaths. You may enter the plane through that door."
"Nice lady." Patrick commented.
Within a few short minutes the trio had been seated and the plane was taking off. They were just in the middle of a nap when the pilot, who looked like he had been on drugs burst through the door and yelled, "AHHHH!!! I FEEL LIKE I AM BETRAYING MY COUNTRY! SEE YOU LATER SUCKERS!" and with that he jumped out the door of the plane, without a parachute.
"Oh no! Who will fly us to Afghanistan now?" Spongebob asked fakely.
"Do not fear. Gary is here!" Says the weird little announcer voice has Gary rips of his skin and shell to reveal a pilots outfit and jumps in to the captain's seat.
"My hero!" Patrick swooned, "Hey, is that a weather vein?"
Not long after that the three best friends arrived in Afghanistan in a beat up plane. The airport was completely deserted except for a man in a turban with a long beard looking around evilly.
"Ahh the good of Afghanistan place! Makes you miss America, doesn't it?" Patrick asked, at the same time the man with the beard and turban screamed. "AMERICANS!" and grabbed them all. Carrying the sponge and starfish underneath his armpits and the snail on his head he trudged through sand dunes and sand storms, people barbecuing sand, and sand castles to his sand lair.
Chapter three soon! You know I won't leave you people hanging for too long! I know what's going to happen I just need to type it up.
Disclaimer: I don't own Spongebob. Do you? Didn't think so, so why do we have to have these stupid things?
"Patrick, there is no one here accept for us! That's neat we get the whole plane to ourselves!" Spongebob giggled.
"Hello suicidal maniac boys and snail. May I see your tickets so you can go on your deathtrap in Afghanistan?" The lady behind a desk asked, "Thank you. Please enjoy your deaths. You may enter the plane through that door."
"Nice lady." Patrick commented.
Within a few short minutes the trio had been seated and the plane was taking off. They were just in the middle of a nap when the pilot, who looked like he had been on drugs burst through the door and yelled, "AHHHH!!! I FEEL LIKE I AM BETRAYING MY COUNTRY! SEE YOU LATER SUCKERS!" and with that he jumped out the door of the plane, without a parachute.
"Oh no! Who will fly us to Afghanistan now?" Spongebob asked fakely.
"Do not fear. Gary is here!" Says the weird little announcer voice has Gary rips of his skin and shell to reveal a pilots outfit and jumps in to the captain's seat.
"My hero!" Patrick swooned, "Hey, is that a weather vein?"
Not long after that the three best friends arrived in Afghanistan in a beat up plane. The airport was completely deserted except for a man in a turban with a long beard looking around evilly.
"Ahh the good of Afghanistan place! Makes you miss America, doesn't it?" Patrick asked, at the same time the man with the beard and turban screamed. "AMERICANS!" and grabbed them all. Carrying the sponge and starfish underneath his armpits and the snail on his head he trudged through sand dunes and sand storms, people barbecuing sand, and sand castles to his sand lair.
Chapter three soon! You know I won't leave you people hanging for too long! I know what's going to happen I just need to type it up.