I was in the shower and all of a sudden started coming up with a version of Work by Iggy Azalea that was about Babble On Project Zack looking for his pants.
I even started coming up with lyrics for it.
“Walk for miles look’n for my pants. Cause I don’t know where I left them. I’m not hating I’m just asking you. Do you know where the fuck my pants went to?”
It is too, fucking, early.