SYNDROME?

You wake up in the morning (you do not feel like P Dity), and this is what you see:
             ...this isn't what you went to bed in. Suddenly you hear:
 And you get the sudden urge to dance!

CONGRADULATIONS!
Either you: did/took something illegal last night OOOOOOOOOOORRRRRR
U HAVE PINEAPPLE SYNDROME! The cure? DANCE! ITS PINEAPPLE TIME!