a moment of reasoning and due socialist terms

no way way i would want this dog putty on my slippers, said sponge, i seemed to have touched the spot they didn’t want to spare.
very sour kinda sarcasm-based sort of sense of humour, said breadroll. if we want to be a serious novel we should do something interesting. post to w.a.s.t.e. for instance just to dig it.
you know, said sponge, that’s funny. i was just thinking the same and now it’s attributed to you. that’s how historical error occur.

sponge wants to be a socialist

we’ve got to get this to work, said sponge, it’s not fair.
(having found the old chocolate vending machine he thought of the days of the upright and standing and those who fought and did not claim back any overtime. that’s off record now, just in case.)
we sincerely want to thank the shock workers brigade, which had to do all this without medication.

© the Book of Sponge and Others.