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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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Pathetic earthlings. Hurling your pants out into the void, without the slightest inkling of who or what is out here.
Alas, Poor Pants Game. I knew it well. But now it's ****** in favour of something altogether more ****. Will Mornington Crescent see it off the face of the earth? Or has rab set aside a different endgame for this game of *****?
*shouts, screams, generally goes wild for penelope*
Looks like this one's been consigned to the maggots. A valiant effort.
Pants.
(to an airport security guard) I'm traveling in my pants!
In my pants, in my pants Oh, I can't get a man in my pants!
Harry Potter and the Pants of Turmoil
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In Pants, no one here's you scream.
One flew over the cuckoos pants
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