Royal Magistrate: The prisoner wishes to say a word.
William Wallace: Pants!
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Royal Magistrate: The prisoner wishes to say a word.
William Wallace: Pants!
"Charlie Brown, what happened to your pants?"
"The pants-eating tree got them."
Blow winds and crack your pants!
Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own pants, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.
Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own pants.
There was me, that is Alex, and my three pants..
It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents — except at occasional intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the pants (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the housetops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled against the darkness.
We'll always have pants.
Of all the pants in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
May the pants be with you.
For what profiteth a man if he gain the world but lose his pants?
Pants is coming.
Kiera Knightly: "Well then, your pants are cold..."
Matthew Macfadyen: [nods in speechlessness] lol
Black pants and white pants and blue pants and khaki
Long pants and short pants and tight pants and baggy
Track pants and sweatpants that tie with a string
These are a few of my favorite things
:)Quote:
Originally Posted by Calidore
I have no pants. I lost them on my travels.