so tired

we’ve got to severely finish them rhinos, said sponge, off.
quite awkward this morning, said breadroll, aren’t we.
he was and they were and all of them and hence ready to engage intercoursingly (fuck) with everyone in the corporate world (office) whichever video was shown during the length of a presentation (to make a powerpoint and pay a fiver straight and without complaints like last time straight into the pun penalty box, as block of wood rightly points out just when the image fades for another round of sleep).


i am tired, said sponge.
me too, said breadroll and rubbed jam stains off, perhaps we jump into an axe like block of wood does.

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