They asked me for some collateral and I pulled down my pants.
Politics is everywhere. . it is in your shirt. . in your pants. . everywhere.
I'm loud and I'm vulgar, and I wear the pants in the house because somebody's got to, but I am not a monster. I'm not.
Putting somebody else's pants on and pretending to be somebody else is occasionally, as you grow older, horrifying.
Home is where the pants aren't
The entirety of the world's knowledge is in your pants right now.
When I start writing a poem, I can usually know quite early on whether it's a lineated or prose poem, but I don't think I can explain how. It's like deciding whether to wear a skirt or a pair of pants.
Mr. Sourpuss Pants God I love her Nicholas " Thomas crowed. When he noticed that neither Nicholas nor Inez looked impressed by the words he added quickly "In a totally sister-in-law type fashion of course.
You don't make a fortune doing cartoons. It's a lot of fun, it keeps you busy, and it's better than a kick in the pants, absolutely. But doing voiceover work doesn't make you rich. It just doesn't.
I will be a president in a skirt, but I will wear the pants.
I don't think that's the only thing he did in those pants.
The reason I want you to put a shirt on is, well, because, um. . . " "You've never seen a guy with his shirt off?" "Ha, ha. Very funny. Believe me, you don't have anything I haven't seen before. " "Wanna bet?" he says, then moves his hands to the button on his jeans and pops it open. Isabel walks in at that exact moment. "Whoa, Alex. Please keep your pants on.
Anybody else wanna pee their pants and cry for mommy?
Who discreetly whispers you forgot to zip up your pants? You babe, you're my bestest friend.
I mean, even in these snow pants,check out my ass.
I mean, it's not important what kind of pants you wear; it's how you wear them.
PANTALOONS, n. A nether habiliment of the adult civilized male. The garment is tubular and unprovided with hinges at the points of flexion. Supposed to have been invented by a humorist. Called trousers by the enlightened and pants by the unworthy.
Nixon was so crooked that he needed servants to help him screw his pants on every morning.
Listen honey, would I lie to you to get in your pants?
I wear my pants on my upper torso to be abstract and different.