"Is your crotch hungry girl? Coz it’s eating your pants."

A cool breeze comes into the room as I sip some coffee. Dammit! I guess I'm still a bit tipsy from last night - the refrigerator door is wide open from me grabbing the 1/2 & 1/2 for the coffee. And each time I move either eyeball, it hurtz. All I can remember clearly from last night is:

Mm-hmm, that’s right, uh-huh, oh no,
Fix yourself girl, you got a camletoe.

When I got home last night (this morning) somehow, between the guac and chips and several tacos (I don't wanna know why I craved tacos after hearing the cameltoe song....) I managed to find Fannypack and this song that perhaps I am the last person on my block to hear about. But it's catchy, and fun. Must crawl back under covers now.