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The Pants Game Does Dallas
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Many are called, but few are pants. Winning pants are, of course, unchanged.
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Giant pants are walking the Earth, laying waste to all before them. Please bear with us.
Ode to a small pair of green pants I found in my armpit one Midsummer morning
Pants Pants Pants. Green Pants, Grants Punt. Grarn Pitants - Morning! Pridsummer - Grorning ants.
Hurng- Arrrrrgh! [Dies]
Here, Hamlet, take my pants. Rub thy brows.
The Queen carouses to thy fortune, Hamlet.
Spitting Image's classic - He's never met a nice South Afripants, and that's not bluddi surprising, Mon, 'cos we're a bunch of ignorant loudmouths with no sense of humour.
Last Tango in Pants, Springtime for Hitler and Germanpants
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