To counterbalance the rather shocking effect of a serious Sponge Bob Square Pants overdose, I went to a tulip festival. It was prettier. So much more elegant than Bob universe. Nice in other ways, too!
I went there with a friend.
This friend I didn’t know existed four years ago (she did).
Now I don’t know what the heck I’m supposed to do without her.
She is packing for the north and I for the south.
I want to go into my pineapple house under the waves and never talk to anyone again!
Like a furiously mute Sponge Bob.