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I am sick and tired of the way Eugene Harold Krabs has handled this dying restaurant. Every single one of his stupid fucking bootlickers, his LARP squad, his little unemployed bitches that do his bidding for him (namely people like Spongebob, Fred Patrick, etc) who have the audacity to call people like ME—who have used the site longer than most still here—A NO-FUN MEANIEHEAD is utterly insane.
Pizza should have been banished. The crustaceous cheapskate brought it back, and in turn, useless anchovies that meep meep and other bullshit into company property. Rockbottombonics and the like has infested this god-forsaken franchise. No longer will you be dogpiled for sayings like What did you do to my drink? or shit like that, as that's a heckin' purity spiral. Yet faggots will tell innocent cashiers to GTFO because they used the site for 6 months earlier than they did.
I remember being excited to- Wait, no I haven't.
Sales rarely happen without shenanigans. If you want to sell a krabby patty, you better attract the low attention span of the autistic anchovie.
Our only core tenet is our utter hatred of the chum bucket. Even megamongrels like Bubble Bass and Sandy Cheeks, hate chum. We used to be diligent. We used to be quiet. We used to make patties and not annoy one another. We used to hate anything cute; we'd rather make colourless burgers (and later on, the rising slopburger trend).
Our core value was sticking together. Now we are divided. We are no longer bikini proleteriat, and we no longer have hope.
What happened