Meal Planning with Sponge Bob
Tonight, while discussing what we were going to have for dinner, Leftwing Idiot said he wanted some cake. This resulted in 20 minutes of:
“Sponge cake, Bob Pants.”
“Champagne Bob, Square Pants.”
“Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob Pants.”
I have no particularly strong interest in Sponge Bob. I watched a few episodes with a friend’s children about four years ago, but that’s the extent of my exposure. I think it was the word cake that started this off.
I headed out to get dinner – and some cake. While I was out I bumped into Thump-A-Youth Man. He seemed pleased to see me.