It was an early Saturday morning when suddenly, "Buuuwwwwaaannnn!" "I'm ready!" SpongeBob screams as he flies out of bed, full clothed. "GARY," he shouts, grabbing up the snail and dashing out of the room. He runs out the bedroom door, down the stairs, across the library, and busts into the kitchen. Placing Gary on the floor he heads to the cabinet. "Snail food, snail food," he mutters searchingly. A pleading meow came from the snail on the floor. SpongeBob suddenly finding the food, feeds Gary. Having feed Gary he had nothing else planned for the morning. A huge grin stretched across his face, he looks at Gary innocently crunching away on his snail chow, and races out the front door.
Outside, he looks around, expecting to see Patrick at any second, he timed it to a tee, 5… 4… 3… 2…, Wham! Patrick, bursts out from under his rock. "Jellyfishing!" Patrick screams as he prepares to dash off to their secret storage facility in which they kept their jellyfishing nets and supplies. "No, wait Patrick, I wanna do something else today," SpongeBob interjects. " Check our Random Days can have Fulfillment calendar, maybe today is not just a Saturday." Patrick looking at the calendar, replies, " It says here it's Leif Erikson Day." They Suddenly turn to each other… Both faces have huge grins, "Opposite Day!" they practically scream in unison.
"Hey Patrick," SpongeBob says questioningly, " I've got an idea."