I'd like to call this little number "Striped Sweater".
♪ The best time to wear A striped sweater ♪
♪ Is all the time ♪
♪ One with a collar turtleneck ♪
♪ That's the kind ♪
♪ Cause when you're wearing ♪
That one special sweater...
[crowd grumbling]
Squidward, this crowd is insatiable.
Then why don't you back in the kitchen, and grab some patties,
and give them what they came here for!
Juggling! Thanks, Squiddy.
[crowd booing]
Oh, now what's he doing?
We want patties!
Well, the most I can juggle is three, but the show must go on.
Whoa!
[crowd booing]
No!
My career is over.
All those years clawing my way up.
All the people I've stepped on, wasted.
Hey, finally!
That's what we've been waiting for!
They seem to like it when I put this patty on the grill.
I may be able to save this act, yet.
Roll with it, SpongeBob. Roll with it. There's more where that came from, folks.
[cheering]
- You like that? - It's what we wanted all along.
It's working, but how do I follow it up?
Think on your feet, SpongeBob. That's what got you this far.
Buns! It's a stretch, but we've all gotta try to push the envelope sometime.
Okay, folks. How do you like this?
[cheering]
I'm breaking new ground. Time to get edgy.
We want onions! Cheese! Yeah!
Hm...
[laughing]
That attitude of yours is precisely why we're having this little shenanigan.
Now pay attention. The lad's got a surprise for you.
Squidward, in honor of employee brotherhood,
I present to you a gift.
- Ta-da! - I heart you...
Try it on, Mr. Squidward! It's got you written all over it.
[laughing]
I wasn't sure how big to make the hole for the head,
so I used a watermelon for size.
Do you love it?
It's a little itchy. What's this thing made of?
Eyelashes!
Now, may I resume my minimum-wage duties?
After you present your brotherhood gift.
I'll buy the little twerp a gum ball.
Oh, no, no, no, no, lad. You know the rules.
You have to make the gift.
The only thing I'm making is for the exit.
Is this any better, Squidward?
I made this one with my tears.
[sighing]
Ow! My wittle finger!
Hold still, hold still.
[kissing]
- All better? - Sort of.
This finger hurts a little bit too.
[kissing]
How about I give you a present?
Oh boy, I hope it's cookies!
Alright, another hat.
No, Patrick, it's a sweater.
With love in every stitch.
No...
Don't I get a present, Grandma?
Oh, I almost forgot
Here's some office supplies. I didn't wrap them.
I knew you wouldn't mind.
[humming]
What are you doing?
You have a loose thread.
Hm? So?
I want to pull it.
If I let you pull it, will you please let me read my book in peace?
Mm-hm.
Fine, get it over with.
[giggling]
[groaning]
Ah!
[moaning]
What the-- Nobody look down.
[crowd screaming]