The happy sea sponge was sleeping peacefully away to a dream he was having. He was not affected when his fog horn alarm clock blew. His bed sheets blew off him, as he sat up and stretched, turning off his alarm in the process

"Good morning world and all who inhabit it!"

He'd always say. He made his way over to his bed sheet that was strewn across his chest full of his clothes, when he heard his pet snail Gary meowing

"I can't forget to say good morning to the best snail in all of Bikini Bottom! Isn't that right, Garbear!?"

*He said, proud to own an

"almost well"

behaved snail. He didn't like it when Gary was so disobedient. But he knew that not everyone was perfect. He was about to make his way into the bathroom to get ready for the day when he noticed that something was not right about how he was dressed*

"Gary!"

He said, holding his arms to shield himself to keep Gary from seeing. He was about to say something when he heard a knock at the door

"I don't have underpants!"