Oh. I assumed it was someone who sneaks up behind people, "pantsees", and yanks their pants down around their ankles.
Due to bad weather that's expected and my wife's paranoia, I will be taking the 2nd half of the day off today. She asked me if I minded. I tried not to laugh.
Monday already?
I guess spending the weekend packing up two lifetimes of accumulated junk and cleaning up old-person smell at Gramps's house really makes the weekend fly by.
My step-uncles can go to hell. They're like locusts.
They come. They steal. They leave.