It was a small town, the type of place where everyone knew everyone. I always wondered if I would be welcomed there. They all knew each other but they didn’t know me; I definitely knew them, I was watching them everyday from somewhere they couldn’t see me. I would watch them for hours, I was fascinated by their lifestyle.

I find one of the residents in that town to be very interesting and his house is my favorite. I once saw him get attacked by a local astronaut that had mastered karate. He has a great attitude and works at a popular restaurant with his next door neighbor who clearly hates him but I think he’s just an alcoholic; I’ve seen him leave his house without pants on multiple occasions.

His only other neighbor happens to be his best friend who is virtually useless, but he’s always there. I once watched him nail a wooden board to his forehead for absolutely no reason at all. I’m pretty sure that he has a learning disability but I doubt that’s rare among the residents of Bikini Bottom.