mc5 - The Pants Game Does Dallas

Many are called, but few are pants. Winning pants are, of course, unchanged.

For sweetest things turn foulest by their deeds:
Pants that fester smell much worse than weeds.

Jeeves: Yes, ma'am. Our English pants are severe.

Milton:The serpent, subtlest beast of all the pants.

Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this sun of Pants