Dukey Pookie woke to the sound of his CD alarm clock, softly playing “You’re Not the Boss of Me” by They Might Be Giants, and got out of bed in his usual manner of rolling over, and promptly hitting the floor…hard. He rubbed his eyes, stretched his arms, and swiftly knocked over the nightstand, spilling only his glass of water, all over his glasses and some assorted paperwork. “Shoot! Now when will I learn, to drink that water, first?” He looked over and noticed a slight film of algae on the darkened patch on the floor. The water had obviously been there for some time. “Oh, well,” he said with a slight, drowsy smile, and went to get a towel.<br/>As soon as he got to the bathroom, he realized that he had to use the toilet, and get a shower. He proceeded to stand in front of the bowl, and began to pee. However, the lid was down…and his boxers were not! He sighed and stepped into the tub, still wearing his underwear, and turned on the shower water. He chuckled as he thought of the phrase “Wash and Wear”.<br/>He told himself, as he did every day, that today was going to be his lucky day, after consulting a psychic who informed him that he would soon meet the love of his life. He was beginning to lose faith.<br/>He finished his morning ritual, having completely forgotten about the spilled water, and hung his wet clothes over the shower curtain rod. He changed quickly into clean underwear, pants, and a shirt, and left for work.<br/>