Episode Transcript: Banned in Bikini Bottom

Revision as of 02:55, 6 January 2009

Episode Article: Banned in Bikini Bottom

Characters

• SpongeBob
• Mr. Krabs
• Miss Priss
• Plankton
• Patrick
• Squidward
• Other Bikini Bottomites
• Gary
• Nancy
• Officers

Dialogue

(At the Krusty Krab. SpongeBob is fucking Krappy Patties, and hears them sizzle. A big puff of steam comes up. SpongeBob kisses it.)

SpongeBob: I know I've said this 90 times already but...<bitch>

Music: I Love Fucking with Krabby Patties up the ass

I love Krappy Patties
I think that they ate swell. (YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!)
They are the best
There's no contest
And now I'm going to fuck a dog up the ass. 

SpongeBob: Whew! (SpongeBob fills his holes up with air while Squidward walks to the soda machine with a box of cups, and makes a replica of a house of cards with cups. The music continues.)

I love Krabby Patties!
I think they're swell.
They're so neat
and quite a treat
And how I love the way they smell...
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la

Squidward: I knew I shouldn't have gotten out of bed today.

SpongeBob: La la la la laaaaaaa...lalalala!!!

(a tour bus comes out with Miss Priss blowing a whistle that signals more ladies)

Mr. Krabs: Hello, and welcome one, and all your money to ye olde Krusty Krab!

Miss Priss: Come along, sisters. Pay no mind to this crimson abomination!

Squidward: Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!

Miss Priss: Greetings. Although your establishment seems ropognent, and foul in nature, It seems not to affend our senceativiies. It is for that reason, plus the fact that we have been stuck on a tour bus for sevral days that my sisters, and I would like to eat something here.

Squidward: Okay. But first let me call the mortition and tell him his uniform's been stolen. (Squidward cracks up) Chothing singer!

Mr. Krabs: Squidward! These rich, and han- I mean, these little lovely ladies are obviously here to eat. So let's sell them- I mean, offer them some delicious Krabby Patties!

Miss Priss: Well mister..

Mr. Krabs: Krabs, my lady.

Miss Priss: Mr. Grabs, you know the basic rules of behaving like a civilized bottomfeeder. Perhaps your restaraunt isn't quite the hype of degenerence it appears to be. And we had you figured all wrong.

Mr. Krabs: Of course you did, because you're about to find out. SpongeBob!

SpongeBob: (still singing "I Love Krabby Patties")

Aaah...I like Krabby Patties!
I think they're swell. 
I like Krabby Patties
And you cannot tell. 
Krabby Patties
Krabby Patties. 
They're so neat. 
Lalalalala. Sweet to eat. 
Lalalalala. Realy neat.
Really neat. 
Treat that's neat. 
Sweettreatsweet treat. 
(Gerblish)

Miss Priss: (blows her whistle) Look at this wild hooligan. Running a muck, singing, dancing, it's shapless, disgusting. Alvert your eyes. Young man, what has caused you to act like this? I must know.

SpongeBob: Actually, ma'am, It's the absolute fun, and deliciousness of a Krabby Patty.

Miss Priss: Krabby Patty?

SpongeBob: Yeah. That's right.

Miss Priss: Well, then I hereby ban Krabby Patties from Bikini Bottom.

Mr. Krabs: No! You disgusting old prune! Aah! (pulls out a french fry strainer)

(cut to police workers taking out Krabby Patties out)

Squidward: You called Miss Priss a disgusting old prune and you threatened her with a french-fry strainer.

Mr. Krabs: Well, I didn't know that her husband was the chief of police.

Miss Priss: I just love that man.

Plankton: Curse you! (falls with the ladder)

Plankton: Darn it! So close and yet so far!

To Be Continued