This morning I dreamed that clowns were trying to kill me, a gigantic leather-clad robot was floating in front of my window in a search-and-destroy capacity, I was dancing in a miniskirt (this was perhaps the most terrifying aspect of the dream) and I had cradle cap. After I awoke, I got up to change the little monkey's diapers. As I walked through the house my pants fell off.
There are less-than-flattering events that make for some cinematic moments. This was one of them.