The other day I went to work after being awake for 35 hours straight and I kept fidgeting and saying weird things. At one point I was Richard Simmons doing leg kicks and lunges and toe touches and junk. Later, I started humming Pop Goes The Weasel, but I always stopped right before the “Pop Goes The Weasel” part and I’d wait like 8 minutes until my coworkers were least expecting it and scream POP! GOES THE WEASLE!