“Hey Squishy, I’m in town, let’s go out!” It was Towlie from South Park:
“Nah, I have to get up early and clean the house.”
“I’m coming to get you. There’s a new nightclub called Absorb, I hear its the place to be seen”.
“O.K, pick me up at 10.”
The club was dark and humid, SpongeBob and Towlie felt right a home and tuned to the Crab Bowl on T.V.
“Sponge fight!” someone yelled.
“Get wet!”
“You’re a skanky contraceptive!”
“Why don’t you go wash out someones mouth!”
“I bet your mama stinks and is falling apart!”
Soon one of the sponges screamed “I’m mopping up the floor with you!” and dove in.
“Is it always like this?” Towlie asked.
“Yeah, they like to insult each other depending on their class of work. The worst jobs are toilets, dishes, dogs, diaper pails and some forms of bathing. The best jobs are applying makeup to famous actors, they usually have a long life. The most elite group is the medical sponges. They’re altruistic; used once to save lives then thrown away. Martyrs. How’s your Harvey Wallbanger?”