It turns out that suffering from insomnia for ten years and then suddenly finding yourself cured (three cheers for Zoloft!) will transform you into a next-level narcoleptic. I’m serious: I can sleep anywhere. And frequently do.
And apparently I can also sleep through an earthquake, alien apocalypse, or cat attack.
(Kendrick’s payback will be swift, and it will be mighty. Don’t you worry.)
P.S. The abbreviated version of this video is over on IG, but I feel like the full extent of what transpired can really only be appreciated if you see the whole thing.