Well, some of us had to pull our pants down for a quarter to afford to buy lunch. Some of us got money by threatening to pull our pants down unless we got a quarter. I got the money to buy my first bike that way.
“OK, Suzie! Give me a quarter or you get to see the tighty whities again!”
“Mrs. Fredrickson! He’s showing us his underwear again!”
“Young man, what is the matter that you have to show the girls your shorts?”
“I make them pay me to keep my pants up.”
“You are going to go to Northwestern University some day.”
Well don’t keep me in suspense, did you end up in Northwestern U?