SO. Today in gym, we were playing this game called turkey feathers. In it, you have to run around pulling jerseys out of the waistbands of peoples’ pants and try not to get yours pulled.
There were only five of us left inside the basketball court's three-point line, and I decided to make a move. I cornered this one guy and made a wild grab for the gold! By some miracle, I felt the mesh of the penny in my hand and yanked. Hard.
All of a sudden, his shorts dropped straight to the floor! I’d pantsed him!! Everyone gasped and started laughing. I was horrified at what I had done and apologized profusely! For the rest of class we avoided eye contact. However, at the moment of the pants-ing, if looks could kill I’d have never been born.
Morals of the story: Don’t pants people in gym. Don’t hate the player, hate the similar fabric of shorts and jerseys.
