>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).
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.