An expression used to state that a situation, person or object is fine, or okay.
John: Hows life?
Paul: Still pants in the chest
Sweat pants women wear with writing on them
Man-Hey check that ass over there with bitch on it .
Man2 -Yeah those are booty talking pants
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When you see someone so hot, you literally blow a load in your pants. Predominantly used by members of the male persuasion... hopefully.
Can also be changed to Cream my pants.
Guy 1: Did you see that HOT girl?
Guy 2: Yeah dude, she was steamin'!
Guy 1: Duuuude, nasty, did you cream your pants?
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"Creaming in my pants" is a term from the 1900s. It means that something is arousing you. Literally, that you are "creaming in your pants."
Keifer Sutherland had me "creaming in my pants."
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The mysterious and largely mythical pair of pants that seems to always have your cash and personal affects.
Guy 1: Hey you got this bill?
Guy 2: Oh dang it, I left all my cash in my other pants!
Guy 1: Hey can I borrow your cell to call my mom?
Guy 2: Crap! I left my phone in my other pants!
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That girl we met last night was really horny, getting into her pants was a piece of cake!
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A style of military trouser, possibly of Israeli vintage, that achieved wide popularity in the city of Lancaster and surrounding areas of southeastern Pennsylvania for several years in the late 1980s, particularly among followers of punk rock, New Wave, and other musical, social, and political fringe movements. Whether the trend extended to other regions of the country is currently unknown. The pants, familiarly known as "chems," are characterized by a drawstring waist, a lack of pockets, and knitted elastic cuffs, and constructed of a light military duck fabric (of questionable utility, one suspects, in actually protecting the wearer from weaponized chemicals). The only known purveyor of the pants was the underground-fashionable military surplus store and scene hub DMZ, located on N. Queen St. in Lancaster, which closed its doors in the mid-1990s. As with many of DMZ's "peacetime accessories," wearing chemical warfare pants constituted for some a subtle ironic protest against the military-industrial complex in the waning days of the Cold War. It should also be noted that they simply looked cool and were damned comfortable. All sources suggest that chemical warfare pants of this particular style are unattainable and possibly extinct.
"Dude, Public Affection is playing the Chameleon tonight and my chemical warfare pants are dirty. You got an extra pair?"
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