Persephone will hate me when she reads this.

My son, already proud owner of Spongebob slipper-socks, Spongebob and Patrick talking dolls, Spongebob bedsheets and comforter, is now the proud owner of…

…wait for it…

Spongebob wicky pants!

Go ahead, Cristi, tell me you hate me. :smiley:

I hate you, Dave.

:mad:

Where are you guys getting all of these neat wicky pants? I only have the regular old flannel sort, but I hear about people with the monkey pants and the Sponge Bob pants, etc. I want fancy Wicky Pants!

P.S. Dave, are you sure you want to be encouraging Wickyism on your son? This can only lead to trouble and major slack.

By this, I mean “plaid”, of course. Obviously they’re flannel.

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Spongebob is on acid. I saw that cartoon once–it’s frightening stuff!

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Spongebod should die. I hate the Patrick jokes I hear… and to top it off during the school breaks I work at Universal.

“Do you live under a rock?”

“Where’s Spongebob?”

Usually it’s “clever” parents - har har har… oy vey.
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Congratulations on the wicky pants :slight_smile: