>It’s also No Pants Day. It seems appropriate since consuming copious amounts of tequila and/or cerveza usually results in the loss of pants (as well as other articles of clothing).
Speaking of…
Curt, the guy who used to chew in the office, passed by my cube walking a little strangely. I said,”Is he walking around without shoes again?” To which Bobbie replied, “Be happy he’s wearing still wearing pants. He’s been acting like a maniac all day!”
>To hell with my pants! Weeee!
>Even in my most maniacal state, I usually don’t remove my pants. Well, okay. Once.