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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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You let a C64 die? Inhuman.
In memory of the late and always great -
I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry,
And I showed the clouds how to cover a clear blue sky.
And the pants I shed for that woman are gonna flood you, big river,
And I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
That made me think of:
On a tree by a river a little tom-tit
Sang "pants, titpants, titpants!"
And I said to him, "Dicky-bird, why do you sit
Singing 'pants, titpants, titpants'?"
"Is it weakness of intellect, birdie?" I cried,
"Or a rather tough worm in your little inside?"
With a shake of his poor little head, he replied,
"Oh, pants, titpants, titpants!"
That makes me think of:
The Mikapants
The Pantoliers
Trial by Pants
Iopanthe
and, of course,
The Pirates of Penpanze
A wand'ring minstrel I, a thing of thread and pants
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