It’s really late but I’m hyper. So here I am, sat on the floor, wearing nothing but a Spongebob Squarepants shirt and matching boxers clutching my stuffed Spongebob in one hand while I watch the cartoon. Brian’s home and I’m now on my feet, bouncing about to the theme. It’s no fun cause there’s my feet are getting sore. “Hey Brian” “Not now Justin, I‘m working” I pout, “But I have an important question” That coming from the boy who can’t sit still and is presently tugging on his sleeve. “What!?” he sighs, pulling away. “Umm….who lives in a pineapple under the sea?” I have to duck as the cushion flies over my head. "But Brian? Do you not know?" I sigh, before adressing my Spongebob, "Shall we tell him Bob? I'll tell you..." I wandered over to the stereo and pulled out a hidden CD, I know if Brian found it, he'd tease me endless. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Are You Ready!? Who lives in a pineapple under the sea? (Spongebob! Squarepants!) Absobant and yellow and pourous is he? (Spongebob! Squarepants!) Who's nautical nonsense be something you wish? (Spongebob! Squarepants!) So drop on the deck and flop like a fish! (Spongebob! Squarepants!) Ready? (Spongebob! Squarepants!) (Spongebob! Squarepants!) (Spongebob! Squarepants!) (Spongebob...... Squarepants!) "See Brian, that's who...." I pause, looking about. "Brian? Brian?" He'd fled the loft when I'd been singing.