I just love Sponge Bob Square Pants. I desperately wanted to go to the theater to see the movie when it came out but my 9yr old son thought there would be way too many hidden adult jokes in it. However, when it came out on dvd I totally bought it on sale for five bucks and made my brat child watch it several times with me. He still thinks Sponge Bob is clumsy, stupid, idiotic, and overall retarded, but for me, that talking pourous yellow dish scrubber is a trip. He might be a tard, but tards are funny. Especially when they fart bubbles. I fart bubbles in the bathtub, and occasionally in a heavy rain, but not every time I poot. I enjoy Patrick too. He reminds me of my brother. He too is inane and lives under a rock. Although I couldn’t stand David Hasslehoff in Night Rider, or Baywatch, I thoroughly enjoyed him in this flick. It prompted me to listen to his music. That was a mistake. Squidward reminds me of my neighbor Mr. Johnson. He is always yelling at me to turn off my Yoko Ono CD before I leave for work at four in the morning, or at least turn it down. I just give him my best Sponge Bob laugh and drive off to work serving crabby patties. Which brings me to Mr. Crabby. My boss is so Mr. Crabby. He never does anything without seeing dollar signs. If he doesn’t see them he doesn’t do it. You might wonder who in my life is Plankton? I only know of one eyed midget, so I suppose he would have to be it. His name is Pedro. He used to have two eyes until the drunken cook accidentally mistook him for a large bottle of wine, because he was wearing a shirt with a picture of grapes on it. He tried to open him. It took twelve doctors to get the corkscrew out of his eye socket. This is why I like this movie. It so closely mimics my real life.