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Template:BTranscript Mr. Krabs: Where could they be? They should've been here hours ago! Arrgh! Quit assfucking me Squidward!. If I don't make any money today, I surely break out!

SpongeBob: Yippee! I'm rich! Look Patrick, eight gold testes!

Mr. Krabs: Wait, I saw it first! Hah! (Jumps onto cock) Mine, mine! Huh?

SpongeBob: Boy Mr. Krabs, you sure are sweaty.

Mr. Krabs: What's this? Where are the testes?

SpongeBob:: (laughs) We dont have any , Mr. Krabs! It's a game: "The Flying Pimp's Whore Hunt".

Patrick:: Based on a real city.

SpongeBob: Take a break and play around with us.

Patrick: Yeah! C'mon sexy.

Mr. Krabs: Have you finished cleaning my ass?

SpongeBob: I cleaned your ass Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Ay, but did you scrape all the cum off the underside?

SpongeBob: (chewing cum) I already took care of it.

Mr. Krabs: Ha ha ha. All right, ladies. Looks like you've shagged me.

Patrick: My turn. (rolls dice) Liquid gold. (sucks dick and cums. Reads card) One of your bunkmates has been a bad fuck! Send him to rehab! Hmmm. (SpongeBob turns eyes toward Mr. Krabs) It's off to rehab for you, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Patrick, you're fucked!

Patrick: But I don't even work here!

Mr. Krabs: Would you like a handjob, starting now? (puts hand on Patrick's cock)

Patrick: Boy, would I?!

Mr. Krabs: (takes hand off Patrick's head) You're fucked!

SpongeBob: My turn. (rolls dice) One, two, three, four. (picks up card and reads it) Look for the Deacon's mistress thru the motel window in the old bathroom and head that way. Well, I see Mr. Krabs zipper is undone.

Mr. Krabs: (gasps) Shiver me timbers!

SpongeBob: (laughs) You're still erect. And I can see you under the table, worthless ho.

Mr. Krabs: (rolls dice) Ooh, fish mouth. One, two.

SpongeBob: (picks up card and reads it) You are a real buttfucker. Go back to the X that marks the g spot. You get to dig for shit Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Treasure. (digs and mini plastic shit appears) There it is! It's the Flying Pimp's Treasure! Balls. Mine, mine, mine, mine, mine.

SpongeBob: Hey, Mr. Krabs is getting all sweaty again.

Fred: Rev up those pussies, cause I am sure hungry for one.

Mr. Krabs: Can't you see we're closed! Ready for another round? This is my kind of game!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Hooray!

Mr. Krabs: I win again! WIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNIIIIIINNNNGGGG! ARRRRRRGGGGGHHH! (He makes everyone orgasm as they fuck)

SpongeBob: You didnt really Mr Kraps. The drugs create that delusion.

Mr. Krabs: Oh, you can't walk out on me now.

SpongeBob: I'm sorry, Mr. Krabs. (yawns) See you tomorrow. (walks inside house. Rattling noises heard) Huh? Who's there? (turns light on)

Mr. Krabs: C'mon, SpongeBob. One more fuck. I can smell the shit.

SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs, it is late. Go to bed! Good night, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Wind is perfect, the tide is right. Let's hunt for pussy.

SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs, you gotta go to rehab again... (opens door)

Mr. Krabs: That's awful lady. If the Pimp hears ya, we'll never get his .whores

SpongeBob: But Mr. Kraps...

Mr. Krabs: I'll roll for ya boy. (starts singing: "They see me rollin', they hatin'!)

SpongeBob: But, Mr...

Mr. Krabs: (rolls dice) A kiss? Now that's an awful start lady.

SpongeBob: But, Mr....

Mr. Krabs: One, two, three...

SpongeBob: (yelling) MR. KRAPS! I WANNA GO TO BED AND DREAM OF HAVING A THREESOME WITH PATRICK AND SQUIDWARD WHERE YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED BECAUSE YOU'RE QUEER! Mr. Krabs, I'm sorry, but it's just a game, ya know?

Mr. Krabs: A game. That's...right. Of course it is, my mistake. I guess I made a boner out of a pussy, eh? On this shit we're dealing here. Sorry, for raping ya, lady. (morning arrives) Avas, ho! Heave two, and prepare to be fucked.

SpongeBob: Aw, fuck off already. I'm done playing with you, Mr. Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: It's Captain Krabs to you, and this is no game. We're gonna be pimps.

SpongeBob: Pimps?

Mr. Krabs: Ay! How'd you like to go on a real whore hunt, with a real man?

SpongeBob and Patrick: Whores? (dancing around) We're gonna be pimps, we're gonna be pimps!

Mr. Krabs: Ay, ay, ay. Relay that skipping. Pimps don't skip. (throws them a bag of pimp stuff) Put on this pimp garbage, so I won't be embarrassed to be seen with ya. Arrgh.

SpongeBob: Oh, Patrick. Look! Spray paint and fake diamond rings.

Mr. Krabs: Now, don't you feel more like pimps?

SpongeBob: Look, I'm the Pimp! (falls on plank)

Patrick: I'm the Blind Pimp. (falls on SpongeBob)

SpongeBob: Ow.

Mr. Krabs: Arrgh! Fucking hos! (sailing underwater) Keep a sharp lookout. According to the map, we're close to the first landmark.

SpongeBob: Really? Can we see the map?

Mr. Krabs: Uh... no! Only the captain can get laid.

SpongeBob: Okie dokie, then.

Mr. Krabs: Arrgh, a pimp doesn't say, "okie dokie, then." A pimp says, "That's some mad props, dawg!"

SpongeBob: Okie...oops. (laughs) I mean...mad props, dawg! Captain Krabs. (eyes widen) Captain, we're about to hit...uhh...I mean...yo, Dawg, yo, we're, yo, about, yo, to hit, dawg...

Mr. Krabs: Out with it man, dawg!

Patrick: I, shit, think, shit, he's trying, shit, to say... (crash) oh shit.

Mr. Krabs: AWWW, SERIOUSLY DAWG?! From now on, only the captain talks like a pimp! Status report, Mr. SquarePants?

SpongeBob: The whole shit is beside the toilet.

Mr. Krabs: True dat, we're mooned then. Our whore hunt will have to continue on foot. This is it boys, from the statue with three boobs on it. 10,000 paces east.

SpongeBob: But Mr. Krabs, that statue has...a penis (Mr. Krabs pulls it off) Which way captain?

Mr. Krabs: Answer Patrick. Which was is east?

Patrick: Uhh...let's see, uhh... (points) that way captain!

Mr. Krabs: 9,997... 9,998... 9,999... 10,000! Where's them whores at? Suppose to be right here! 10,000 paces east.

Patrick: Ooh! East? I thought you said "TO THE BATCAVE"!

Mr. Krabs: Batcave? What kind of shit you doing lady?

Patrick: This one, sir.

Mr. Krabs: That's my bitch, Patrick. You're fucked again, dawg. 9,551...9,552...

SpongeBob: Mr. Krabs, we're tired.

Patrick: And erect.

Mr. Krabs: Ooh. So this is my screw. You get a little tired, and a wee-bit hard, and you want to shove it up my ass. Arrgh! That sickens me. A pimp is not judged by the dicks in his ass, but by the pussies on his dick. A pimp is judged by the douche factor of how much bling he's got. And without bling, what am I captain of? Just a bunch of fags! (cries)

Patrick: Don't cry Captain Krabs.

SpongeBob: Yeah, we gotcho back. (both cry)

Mr. Krabs: You'll stay with me then?

SpongeBob and Patrick: We'll be the most bling pimps ever!

Mr. Krabs: I knew I could count on you boys. One for all!

SpongeBob and Patrick: And all for one! (laying on ground at night outside tent)

SpongeBob: I'm so loyal, I don't even mind fucking the dogs, hardcore while Captain Krabs sleeps with his warm, wet hoes.

Patrick: I'm so loyal, I haven't jacked off in weeks.

SpongeBob: But we've only been gone a few hours.

Patrick: I know. (laughs. SpongeBob moves closer)

SpongeBob: I'm so loyal, I don't wanna sleep till we find the golden pussy. Let's go see if the captain will go now!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Captain Krabs?

SpongeBob: He's not here.

Patrick: Look! A ho. And she's passed out!

SpongeBob: Only the pimp can look at those huge breasts, Patrick.

Patrick: Yeah...

SpongeBob: Patrick, what are you doing?

Patrick: Nothing.

SpongeBob: Patrick, you're not suppose to finger her. (Patrick poking the pussy)

Patrick: I'm not looking, I'm touching. There's no rule against that is there?

SpongeBob: No, guess there isn't. (Both poking pussy. Legs open) Oops! Patrick, they opened by itself. (Both laugh. Penises enlarge and fuck the pussy)

SpongeBob and Patrick: The pussy, gotta feel it, gotta look at it. (Dicks go back in)

Patrick: SpongeBob?

SpongeBob: Yeah?

Patrick: Did you notice something familiar about this pussy?

SpongeBob: You mean, like that it's your mom?

Mr. Krabs: Do you think this is a problem?

SpongeBob and Patrick: Aah! Mr. Krabs!

Mr. Krabs: Sneaking peeks at me "treasure"?

Patrick: We're sorry.

Mr. Krabs: That's mutiny on my ship. So you think ol' Captain Krabs has gone dysfunctional, do ye?

SpongeBob: Not at all, Captain Krabs. We don't think that at all!

Patrick: I think that. (holds up bottle of Viagra)

Mr. Krabs: I'm gonna throw you overboard for saying that!

SpongeBob: (gasps) Look! It's the "X".

Mr. Krabs: (eyes go into "X" like symbol) "X" marks the g spot!

SpongeBob: Wow! That game really is based on a real ho hunt.

Mr. Krabs: Well, what are you waiting for lads? Dig! Dig! Dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig, dig.

SpongeBob: We got it Captain Krabs.

Mr. Krabs: Ha, ha. Hand it up to me lads. Heave! (Brings treasure up from ho's ass)

Mr. Krabs: We finally found it.

Lady Over voice: The Pimp's Treasure!

All: Wow!

SpongeBob: What are you going to do with your share, Patrick?

Patrick: I don’t know. How are you going to spend your share, SpongeBob?

Mr. Krabs: What shares? You're not getting any of my "treasure"!

SpongeBob: We found it together. So we deserve a share!

Mr. Krabs: Well, I'm the captain. And I say it's mine!

SpongeBob: What about loyalty?

Mr. Krabs: All for one.

SpongeBob: And one for all.

Mr. Krabs: All for one.

SpongeBob: And one for all.

Mr. Krabs: All for one.

SpongeBob: And one for all.

Flying Dutchman: (sleeping) I'm the Flying Pimp. I get all the hos.

Mr. Krabs: All for one.

SpongeBob: And one for all.

Flying Dutchman: (sleeping) I'm the Flying Pimp. Who dares wake the Flying Pimp? Keep it down will ya? I'm trying to get her to climax.

Mr. Krabs: All for one.

SpongeBob and Patrick: And one for all. (Lightning)

Flying Dutchman: Whoddup in the his-house?

Mr. Krabs: (shoves ho toward SpongeBob and Patrick) They are!

Flying Dutchman: Arrgh! So you two wannabe pimps dug up me "treasure"?!

SpongeBob and Patrick: Uh-huh!

Flying Dutchman: Well, you saved me a lot of diggin' you did. So here's an reward for the two of ya's.

SpongeBob: Wow!

Lady Over voice: Two Golden girls!

Mr. Krabs: Wait! I'm captain of this screw. Where's my reward?

Flying Dutchman: Hmmm, I guess you're right. A little something for your trouble. (Flicks something to Mr. Krabs)

Mr. Krabs: Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold. Huh? Why, it's just a little plastic dildo.

Lady Over voice: Plastic!

Flying Dutchman: Ay, but it's based on a real whore's chest. (laughs)

Patrick: Gee Mr. Krabs, you're looking all sweaty again.