Monday, November 10, 2008

Pantaloons

PANTALOONS, n. A nether habiliment of the adult civilized male. The garment is tubular and unprovided with hinges at the points of flexion. Supposed to have been invented by a humorist. Called "trousers" by the enlightened and "pants" by the unworthy.

2008 Update: A sheath for the sensible side of a human, inhibiting flight and so requiring negotiation.

12 comments:

the amoeba said...

PANTALOONS, n:

1. Tired, overheated waterfowl.

2. Evidence for the sorry state of humanity, half of which exhausts itself on the issues of the day, while the other half skirts them.

Jim said...

PANTALOONS: What a person does not wear on No Pants Day (the first Friday in May).
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jenn said...

I am unfamiliar with this word. I am just too young for it.

Although I know have the song "Baggy Trousers" in my head. Pah.

TLP said...

The king's breeches.

Tom & Icy said...

Dogs don't need no sheaths. We are sensible. We don't have to hide nothing. We even poop out in the open so the unsensible can step in it.

Al said...

Pantaloons: Pants with ball room for prancing at the Ballroom.

(Sorry, Doug.)

Jamie Dawn said...

pantaloons: britches


Fun word today!

:-)

My word verification is "larda."
I SO want to add "ss" to it.

Hobbes said...

More than one clownish character in a harlequinade: aka the human race.

The Boy from S.A.C.A.D.A. said...

Pantalooms: what you were over froot a the looms.

tsduff said...

Pantaloons: Doggy coins - as in Doubloons earned by panting.

My pup had a huge store of them just piling up all over... he never did stop panting and earning, until the very end.

Anonymous said...

when inflated,leads to floating ego...Peace---happy dreams verf=hymark

Doug said...

Amoeba, the second one both Ambrose's ghost and my carcass wish we'd come up with.

Jim, I hope you will explain further. Should I wear a kilt?

Jenn, remember this word in case you every want to write a period piece.

It's good to be the king, TLP. I'm stuck in pants all day.

Icy, this is why the humans bow to us and we bow wow in return.

Ha, Al.

JD, isn't it a fun word? Dress for success and pantalone.

Picasso had that right, didn't he, Hobbes?

At your age, boy, I mostly wore them under.

Terry, farewell to an industry.

Hybear.