SpongeBob Being Attacked NON-STOP for 45 Minutes Straight 😭 | Kamp Koral | @Nicktoons

-Guys! -Huh? Hey, guys!

Where are you? ! I can't see any- [screaming] [grunting] [dinging] Patrick!

Are you okay? ! Yeah.

Why? You're headed right for Cheese Grater Rocks! Huh?

[groaning] And Buzzsaw Boulder! Oh! And Guillotine Falls!

Patrick! Oh, hi, SpongeBob. Don't worry, Patrick, I gotcha.

There. Thanks, buddy. I was almost worried there for a moment.

[creaking] [screaming] Squidward. [screaming] Whoo! Patrick, your head!

It's- It's just a head. Huh? Oh, that.

My body will grow back. I'm a sea star. Patrick, you're nude.

I'll just make a little diddy for ya. [groaning] There you go. [pooping, sighing] Good timing.

Today's the day that counts. Today's the day today. Hey, here comes that kid with the pants.

[grunting] [grumbling] [grunting] [groaning] Ooh. Are we starting yet? Yup.

The curtains done come up on Jelly Lake. Dance pretty now. Buzz, buzz, buzz buzz.

Buzza buzza buzz buzz. Buzz, buzz. Buzz.

[panting] SpongeBob [babbling] [panting] There's a big ugly jellyfish. There is? And the field is empty.

Oh, boy. You'll have to carry me. Right this way.

Buzz, buzz. Buzz buzz. I don't know, Patrick.

I think there's something wrong with it. Go get him, tiger. -Buzz buzz.

-I kinda feel sorry for it. Buzz. Can't make it too easy.

Buzz. Huh? [unintelligible] Not again!

[screaming] Huh? Phew. [screaming, grunting] Oh!

That's gotta hurt. Is it dead? [groaning] Nope.

It's alive. [unintelligible] I think it just had a bad word. It's wounded.

Now's your chance to catch it. [grunting] [roaring] [screaming] [belching] [screaming] [screaming] Found me again, Mr. Puff!

199. [groaning] [screaming] Look at that, Plankton, fresh sea water, wholesome kids running around screaming. [screaming] [screaming] [groaning] [screaming] [screaming] Hi there, monster.

My name is SpongeBob. You ate my camp counselor, and I'd appreciate it if you would barf him back up. [screaming] Spongecake.

Whee! [groaning] Mr Tentacles? SpongeBob?

No, please, just let me die. Not yet. Because there is no problem that a bubble can't solve.

Huh? [screaming] [roaring] Huh? It's incredible, campers, but the monster appears to be expanding.

Either this is nature at its most majestic or we're all gonna be blown to pieces! [screaming] [screaming] Oh. Whoa.

[cheering] It's going to be a great day. What the- Ow! Well, that didn't last long.

[thudding, banging] Ow! Ow! Ah!

Ow! Ow! Watch out for those floorboards, Mr Tentacles.

They're loose. Yeah, I noticed, morons. [screaming] Enough is enough!

This place is a death trap. I am going to lodge a formal complaint. Huh?

Oh, no, not this time. Oh! Whoo-hoo!

Hmm. Help! Somebody help me!

Hmm? Ow. This whole camp is falling apart.

[screaming] Mr Krabs. I have complaints. Of course you do.

Just write them down and give them to the complaint department. Oh, and watch out for that floorboard. Yeah, I noticed it you, mor- um, Camp Master Krabs.

Can't I just tell you my complaints? No, this ain't the complaint department. If you want to lodge a complaint, you gotta put it in the complaint box.

Well, where's the complaint box? Right behind me office. There it is, right there.

Oh, I see. If you can't reach the complaint box, you can't complain. The perfect system, while it lasted.

But you called me out, Junior Councillor Squidward, so complain away. [laughing] And complain away I shall. [grunting] [shrieking] [shrieking] Got it.

Uh-oh. [screaming, thudding] [groaning] That kid's on the no soft serve list. I better cheese it.

[grunting] Ice cream. [screaming] Whoa! Whoa!

Get away, kid! I can't see! Uh.

I gotta invent an easier way to use the outhouse while I'm inside my suit. [screaming] Whoa! [grunting] [chiming] [groaning] Who?

[growling] [roaring] What the- Peanuts! Oh, hi, Sandy. Something seems different about you.

Did you curl your tail? You look great. [roaring] [grunting] Huh?

[screaming] Some people need to learn how to take a compliment. Oh, no. Seeing the Goober truck guy and his peanut costume must have shorted out Sandy's squirrel brain.

She's gone feral. [grunting] Come on, Patrick, we gotta save the ice cream guy. Ice cream!

[sighing] Help! Help! Help!

Help! Help! Help me!

Holy kelp shakes! Sandy's attacking the ice cream guy! We have to stop her!

Campers, after her! Whoa! Whoa!

Easy there, Sandy. [grunting] [screaming] Phew. Now, that was a close.

. . one.

[screaming] All right, Sandy, anything coming back to you? Again. Look.

[roaring] Sandy! Don't forget to remember the ice cream. You know, the peanut guy?

Why are you looking at me like that? [screaming] Rampaging squirrel coming through! [roaring] [screaming] [screaming] [roaring] [screaming] Wait!

Help! Huh? No!

Leave him! [screaming] [screaming] Whoo-hoo! Help!

[screaming] Let me in! Let me in! Phew.

Huh? What have we got here? Looks like a couple of vampires.

No. We're French. I know a vampire when I see one.

You might feel a pinch. Ah! She wants to nurse us to death!

Run! [screaming] Running from me is a big mistake! I think we lost her.

[crunching] You hear that? Garlic breath! [screaming] [screaming] [sighing] [laughing] [screaming] Uh, Patrick, there's something weird in your hair.

Huh? Get it out. Get it out.

Okay. Hold still. [screaming] [screaming] Bathwater!

It's burning the dirt from my flesh! We better do something or Nurse Helga is going to destroy us. [grunting] Help!

Help! I'm done being a vampire now. Me too.

[screaming] Junior Counsel Nosferatu! Help us! Nurse Helga's a vampire hunter.

She wants to give us a wooden stake. Yeah, and you made us allergic to wooden stakes. We had no idea being a vampire was so dangerous.

Please turn us back. Well, blah, if you insist. Ah.

Eat pressed garlic! [grunting] Hey, it only stinks. We're regular campers again.

[grunting] [shrieking] [grunting] Yah! Yah! Yah!

Yah! Yah! Hmm.

Hmm. Motor oil. [screaming] [cheering] Huh?

Hmm? [tires screeching] [chuckles] [grunting] [laughing] [whistling] [buzzing] [whistling] [tires screeching] [laughing] [tires screeching] Ha, got you cornered! You're not going anywhere.

You are mine. [tires screeching, growling] Huh? [roaring] Ooh.

[screaming] [tires screeching] Truck ate my best friend! [screaming] Patrick. Come on, dude!

[grunting, screaming] Quick fellas, run to that big old tree up yonder! [grunting] [screaming] [grunting] Guys, I'm not gonna make it! Come on, Bubble Bass!

[yelling] [grunting] Yeah! Hooray! [tires screeching] Hey, this bowl looks like Sandy.

[laughing] That bowl is Sandy. Huh? [sighing] Huh.

Hey, y'all! Those ain't prehistoric thing parts! They're bones and junk that Narlene and Nobby dumped in the quicksand!

I see you've come crawling back after falling from your high horse. I'm falling! [screaming] Huzzah!

I christen thee The Thing! Uh. .

. [screaming] Huh? This is scientifically impossible!

It can't be alive. -It's made of frickle-frack! -Ah!

[screaming] Step right up, only $50 to see the Kamp Koral Thing! [cheering] [screaming] Huh? [roaring] Uh, no refunds!

Pssh, like anything could be that scary. Run! [roaring] I stand corrected.

[screaming] [growling] Attention campers, there's a hideous beast running through camp trying to eat everyone. Today's advice. .

. RUN! That is all.

[screaming] [meeping] [screaming] [roaring] [screaming] Oh, no! I can't look! Oh, who is the creature eating now, Sandy?

I hope it isn't me! It's not eating anyone. It's just gallopin' around grabbin' stuff.

Don't eat me! I'm 98% cholesterol! [roaring] Huh?

[screaming] What's the trouble, citizen? Sea bunnies. They got Larry.

Hopping horror show, Mermaid Man. Sea bears! [screaming] Those things are huge!

That don't look good either. [roaring] This is really fun. [screaming] It's the evil Dr F.

U. N. Elwood has actual superpowers?

Yeah. That would be my fault. You made him a functional supervillain suit?

It's not in my major to do something less than 100%. It's clear we need a plan. Then we agree.

Mm-hmm. Alright then. Run away!

[screaming] [laughing] Huh? [laughing] Time to use a privilege shared early by presidents, police commissioners and summer camp masters. [beeping] [grunting, shattering] The Mermaid Man conch signal.

As seen on TV. [screaming] [trumpeting] The conch signal. Mermaid Man, seaworthy and savvy, and his sidekick, the ever buoyant Barnacle Boy come to save the day.

Yay! What do you think, Mermaid Man? Hmm.

It would appear that a young camper was given more power than he could handle. One of your water balls should remedy that, Barnacle Boy. I'm on it.

[grunting] [laughing] Huh? [roaring, screaming] Creatures of the sea, hear my plea. Return to the forest and frolick free.

Mermaid Man, how can we ever repay you? By remembering that evil is never fun. You're right, we are monsters.

[howling] Let's go get some villagers! [howling] Uh-oh. Patrick, I think we're the villagers now.

Run! Monster attack! Monster attack!

-Monster attack! -Oh, please. They expect us to believe monsters are attacking the camp?

Lamest prank ever. Go back to bed, everyone. Clearing this is a jap.

These idiots are fooling anybody. [screaming] [roaring] [screaming] [singing] Huh? [roaring] [screaming] [roaring, meeping] [hissing] [meeping] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] Oh.

We have to find more of those cupcakes. If we turn back into monsters, maybe we can stop all this. You had me at cupcakes.

There it is! We can save the camp! Well, there goes that plan.

[roaring] [shrieking] Hey, guys. Frosting. [screaming] I've come here to kick butt and save cake.

Hmm. I'm all outta butt. Just give us the cake, you pink plonker.

You cake crooks will never leave here! I've rigged booby traps all around you! [laughing] [screaming] [grunting] Cool.

[screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] [screaming] Whoa. Oh. [screaming] [screaming] Hey.

Ready to give up? [unintelligible] Phew. Sponge bro!

Incoming! Ouch! Be careful when we're practicing our javelin throws, bro.

Speaking of bro, who's the new bro, bro? Looks pretty swoll. Bros, say hello to camper Bubble Buddy.

Bro fist. Bro. That's quite a slippery grip you got there, buddy.

Well, I hate to cut the bro fab short, but we got to get back to practicing. Huh? Ouch!

[screaming] Blegh! This soup came out worse than a javelin to the face. [screaming] Well, I feel like the point still stands.

My turn. Huh? [roaring] Hey, bros.

I think it's time for some bubble popping practice. Look at the time. [screaming] My turn.

Whee! Still my turn. Whee!

Still, still my turn. [cheering] [screaming] [screaming] More food Whoo! Oh, great.

I've been masticated by morons. [screaming] Huh? [screaming] [screaming] Attention, campers!

A pack of perilous Patricks is presently pillaging the camp! If you see one, do not approach. They should be considered peckish and pesky.

[giggling] -Huh? -Food! [burping, groaning] [roaring] That's not the beard's, man.

That's a wild sea pig! Run! [screaming] [singing] [grunting] [grunting] Look, he's here!

The beard man! [screaming] [grunting] [roaring] [cheering] Just a friendly reminder to RUN FOR YOUR LIVES! It's dodge ball day!

What is dodge ball? Game on, bros. Run!

[screaming] Larry! Four o'clock! Pinball maneuver!

[dinging] [grunting] It's beautiful man. It's beautiful. Bros, look.

Dweebs! Woe unto thee, brave adventurer. The coral giant has spotted you.

He hurls a boulder. Elder ranger, roll an agility save. 20.

Critical save. I dodged it! Curse of the elder gods.

It's dodge ball day! Time for my screwball special. Huh?

What's this now? Ooh! [sighing] Says here you have an uneven table.

Yes. My dice keeps sliding off. Unacceptable.

You heard him, boys. Hop to it. Happy to do it.

[sighing] What are those imbeciles doing? ! Wow!

Unorthodox methods but those ding dongs actually did it. [screaming] [chuckles] I just did what you were too lazy to do, camp master. Looks like you missed one.

I thought you barnacle heads fixed all the floorboards. All but that one, Mr Tentacles. We ran out of nails.

Well, find one. Found one. That's great, Patrick.

Where'd you find it? Where we got all the other nails. Uh-oh.

Not to worry. We have four parachutes. Perfect.

A good butler always goes down with the cabin. [gasping] [whistling] Not again! [hissing] [screaming] Oh, Squidward!

Hi, Camp Master Krabs! I have a complaint! All complaints need to go in the complaint box.

My thoughts exactly. Ow! It came from over there.

Food truck. Food truck. Food truck.

Food truck. Food truck. Food truck.

Oh, no, bubble sand! Food truck. Food truck.

Food truck. Food truck. Food truck.

Food. Hold your breath, Patrick! I'm coming!

[laughing] Hey. No! The truck is this way, Patrick!

Oh, yeah, right. Let's go. Well, at least it's not a volcano.

What does it do? It makes real volcanoes. Pssh.

Sure. Whoa! [screaming] [screaming] Thank you.

Thank you. Today I shall be performing the Sinister Slug's monologue from Mermaid Man, issue number 27. .

. Boo! While juggling swords.

Ooh, unboo. [grunting] You think your common table salt can defeat me, Mermaid Man? [screaming] Next!

[chuckles] Now watch and learn. [coughing] No dumb cardboard dragon is gonna stop me. [screaming] Okay, club me.

[grunting] Uh-oh. [screaming] [grunting] Ah. [laughing] Uh-huh.

Yeah. Ah! Voila!

Another feast for the eyes, if I do say so myself. Uh, real great, Mr Tentacles. It's so painty.

Uh, sure is nice. Art critic mode? <i>Eyesore.

</i> -Whoa! -AH! -[unintelligible] -Ah!

Whoa! Hey, you erased my drawing. Sorry, fellas, I can't seem to get out of art critic mode.

<i>Rudimentary. </i> [groaning] <i>Ugly. </i> <i>Unrefined.

Pretentious. </i> [screaming] Help! <i>Awkward.

</i> Help! Help! <i>[unintelligible].

</i> <i>Unsophisticated. </i> We're coming, Sandy! [burping] Help!

Help, help, help! [screaming] [roaring] [screaming] Whee! Help!

Help! Sandy! We'll save you, Sandy!

SpongeBob. Patrick. Huh?

[screaming] [screaming] Maybe we should have used a bigger branch. Sorry, fellas. Really great try though.

[groaning] Oh, I got one. It's a big one. Patrick!

[screaming] Congratulations. You just earned your swamp ape fishing badge. Oh, I get it, swamp ape fishing.

He fishes us. Night badge! Night badge!

Night badge! The next challenge is for nocturnal jelly milking. Here you go.

Just fill this jar with jelly jam and the badge is yours. I caught one! Oh boy!

Oh, this ought to be easy-peasy. Who's a cute little jelly? You are.

Ahem. That one's too puny to fill the jar. Why don't you try this one?

[roaring, screaming] [screaming] So which do you think is more effective, horror or terror? I like revulsion. I've always been partial to dread.

Well, look who's back. Or should I say "look who's blech? " Yay!

Uh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh. Oh, I need to get my bearings. The sun is up there, and the river is down there.

I know where I am! I'm in-between! [gasping] Patrick!

Oh, huh? Cake! Huh?

It's them! I suggest we observe gravity and fall! [screaming] [gasping] No!

[grunting] Huh? Surprise! To juice things up, we added electric chum balls.

[meeping] And the Pontoon Cabin is out of there. Huh? Huh?

Hmm? [grunting] [cheering] And the race moves on to the harrowing hang gliding event. Counselor Larry plunges into the lead!

Now that's what I call a hair-raising maneuver! Ohh! Hmm?

You can do it, Mr Tentacles! [cheering] -Watch out! -Oh, no!

No! Counselor Tentacles! Oh, yeah.

I'm out. Hush, hush. Sh sh.

All right, here's the plan. We need to slingshot Squidward through the window. Wait, what?

Why me? Well, 'cause the porthole is small, and you're the most "porthole-iest. " Wait.

[screaming] That's not how you hit a wall! [screaming] Well, now that you are stuck, you can join my rhythm section. Oh, no!

Free-form jazz! [screaming] Hey, that's not half bad. [screaming] [grunting] Whoo!

Ernie! Has anyone seen Ernie? Hey, I think I see Ernie up on that cabin.

Let's go. [screaming] Is that you? You gotta help me, buddy.

You're not Ernie! [screaming] I got you, buddy. But I don't got us!

[squawking] Uh-oh, looks like my squawking set those critters' tempers boiling. This was one prank that really stank! [screaming] [groaning] [screaming] Sorry, cake.

That won't happen again. What a doozy. I gotta be more careful when I'm- [screaming] [grunting] Cake!