I don't want to know the answer to that.Dirigible said:No, don't play the Pants game with the Matrix!
Play the Pudding game instead.
"Tell me, Mizzzzzter Anderson... how do you plan to eat your pudding, when you... can't... open... your... mouth?"
dave_o said:My pants are on my head, where they belong.![]()
Personally, I'd rather know where I am than my pants. Hopefully both are at the same place, but if my pants must be missing, may I at least not myself be lost.Joshua Dyal said:It's pretty rare that I know where my pants are at 1 am.