(Pat is walking down the high way,his thumb in the air in hopes of getting a ride home. He hears the loud 'buzz' of a small engine a few meters down the road. He looks back to See SB what apears to be a canoe with a small moter on the bow.)

SB: Patrick! Patrick!*with a loud pop,he looses control of the canoe and it rolls over into the ditch. SB emurges from under it wearing riculously small helmet and face sheid which doesn't even reach his eye lashes. The helmet is a little crooked from the fall. He straightens it.* Got room for one more if you still wanna get to the Atlantic ocean.

Pat: *unimpressed* Where did you find that?

SB: Some kid traded me the this for the van straight up. I can get 25 miles to the gallon on this hog. *tips the canoe upright. *.

Pat: You know Spongebob,just when I thought you couldn't possibly get any dumber,you go and do something like this.....and totally redeme yourself! *they high five*

SB: Still wanna go to the Atlantic?

Pat: Hell yeah,*gets in canoe*

(They drive all day,they really seem to enjoy the ride as they hold up traffic and drive with no hands. Untill it starts to get cold and snowy. There are ice bergs over head. SB and Pat are starting to turn blue ass they shiver and chatter their teeth.)

Pat: Sp-Spongeb-b-bob?

SB: Y-y-yesss P-Patrick?

Pat: I gotta...I gotta got t-t-t-to the b-b-bathroom.

SB: Just g-g-go,man. *Pat pees in the boat*...thats actually warm.

(They drive some more and pass a sign that read: Welcome to the Atlantic Ocean. (home of the sunken Titanic) They go into the town)

SB:*turns off the engine. They both have snot-cilces hanging from their noses.* We're there!

(They try to get up but thier feet apear to be stuck in the boat. It tips over with them still in it and we see some yellow ice in the bottom that has frozen around there ankles.)

SB: Got a little nippy going through the pass....

(They're walking down town.)

Patrick: So Spongebob,how are we gonna find this Pearl?

Spongebob: I know! We'll call her! *they stop at a payphone*

PatricK: *picking up the phone* Whats her number?

SB: I dunno.

Pat: *looks annoyed* Well, whats her last name, I'll look it up.

SB: Uhh... ya know, I don't recall....starts with an K though. Uhh....Klippert....Klappy...Kangaroo...Krabbs? Maybe?

Pat: Why don't you check the brief case?

SB: Oh yeah..*looks* Plainktin...I was way off. Hey, I know a guy named Plainktin...

Pat: *skimmimg pages* I can't find it,Spongebob. I bet she's unlisted.

SB: Great...

SB and Pat are standing around a small fire near a lake. Patrick is turning a light shade of blue...and Spongebob is starting to look stiff like he's frozen.

Pat: I can't f-f-feel my f-f-fingers n-no more, S-Spongebob... Th-They're numb!

SB: Oh...maybe you should wear these extra mittens *takes off his red mittens and we see that he has another purple pair undernearth*

Pat: E-Extra.... mittens? Y-you've... had extra mi-mittens all a-a-along?

SB:*looks puzzled* Yeah....We're in the Atlantic ocean Patrick. *laughs*

Pat:*looks angry* I-I-I-'m gonna...kill you.

SB:*stops laughing* What?

Pat: I'm gonna kill you Spongebob! *chases him around the picnic table.* I'm gonna kill you!*chokes SB*

Spongebob: *screams* Patrick!...you're hands are freezing! *Patrick lets go and SB grabs a log and points it at him,Pat chuckles and goes towards the briefcase.*

SB: Wh-what are you doing?

Pat: *raises the briefcase over the lake* Something I should have done along time ago....

SB:*eyes widen* NO!!!! *tackles Patrick* NO!!! Don't do it!!

*they wrestle untill they notice the breifcase is open and tons of hundred dollar bills are exposed.*