Attention shoppers, we've got a SpongeBob on aisle six.
[screaming]
Make a sharp left!
[screaming]
Ow!
We're here!
I still don't understand why you had me wear a blindfold.
Oh, um, I didn't want you to get anything in your eyes. See?
I-Ick.
[laughing]
Okay, thanks, buddy. I'm going to my club meeting now.
What's your club, hmm?
[giggling]
Uh, it's the Empty Head Society.
Eh, it's a place where guys like me
can give their "powerful intellects" a much-needed rest.
Whoa! I'd love to rest my intellect. Can I join?
Sure! Anyone can join. It's exclusive.
[humming]
Oh, that's not how you open it.
You have to step on the automatic doormat.
Hmm.
Ding!
Ooh.
[mumbling]
Wow. They do seem blissfully brainless.
Oh, oh, hold it!
You have to check your smart thingy at the door.
[clucking]
[mumbling]
Huh.
[grunting]
[mumbling]
Ooh.
[mumbling]
- Hello, numbskull. - Hiya, dodo!
- Shall we do the Empty Head handshake? - Okay!
[screaming]
What was that?
The signal for the meeting to start. Come on.
[mumbling]
Yay!
[mumbling]
[music playing]
Hmm. Mm. Mm.
Good, I see everyone's in their assigned places.
The secretary will now read the minutes.
These are the minutes.
One minute, twelve minutes, wait a minute, give me a minute.
Hike!
Are there any new initiates here tonight?
SpongeBob, go up. You always wanted to join the club.
[mumbling]
Hmm, are you sure you're, uh, brainless enough?
Perfect!
You've earned your first badge.
It's time to pass the jar.
Hmm?
Hmm? Uh.
Drink! Drink! Drink!
Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink! Drink!
[belching]
[sighing]
Ugh!
What? You said drink!
Ahem. Lemonade?
Oh.
We just save and date the drool.
But that was so dopey you earned another badge!
- There! - Ahh!
It's now time to go out in the community
- and help the citizens - Ow!
of Bikini Bottom by doing our civic duty.
Whatever that means.
We're gonna do some civic duty?
We call it the "Nitwitting."
♪ We're all unfit ♪
♪ We must admit We're dumb as a box of rocks ♪
♪ But time permitting We'll be nitwitting ♪
♪ Has anyone seen my socks? ♪
To the mini boats!
Patrick, why are we doing this, again?
I have no idea.
[screaming]
Hey, mister. You dropped your ball.
[screaming]
You keep running. I'll pace you.
[screaming]
These lights could use a smile.
[crashing]
[screaming]