I mean he's his boss not this father. Who is he to tell Spongebob not to do karate or not ride a seahorse? I'd hate to have a job with that kind of boss.
Okay, this is going to sound pretty lame but I've only watched a few spongebobs and have no idea who Mr. Krabs is...
From my brief experience it would become a totalitarian state based on a system of how big your breasts were. Taking hers as a baseline. Too big - dead. Too small - dead. You can imagine what the criteria for a man would be. *shivers*
well I guess if you aren't into being probed anally I could see how this could be a frightening time for you. I for one will be changing citizenship as soon as she's in office
I think that might make me mad most mornings actually, i usually have a headache, runny shit from too much cheap beer, and gawd-awful heartburn. I think watching that in the morning could possibly trigger a rampage similar to the one seen in "Falling Down" played by Michael Douglas. Yeah.