Oh man speaking of pants. I was in Ft. Lauderdale back in the early 70's and our band was going to play up in West Palm Beach this one night. As I stood in front of my car waiting for the rest of the band to pick me up I did not realize I was standing on a large fire ant hill. All of a sudden I found out....There must have been hundreds of ants crawling up my legs. It didn't take long for me to get my pants off and right in front of 8 or 10 people at that. It did'nt matter to me them babies hurt.