You Fall. I Laugh.

A councilman from Dallas, Texas, by the name of Dwaine Caraway, held a summit Saturday about a topic that has given me a modest source of amusement from time to time. That would be the wearing of saggy pants. Both you and I have seen kids, teens and maybe some adults wear their baggy pants so low, you can see their underwear or "butt cleavage". It doesn't offend me, really. It may disgust me, however, if in the future, I see some exposed underwear that obviously hasn't been changed in the last four days. Poop streaks, anyone?

With nothing more important to talk about, Councilman Caraway held the big meeting to inspire "baggy panters" to pull up their pants when they're in public. More than 100 adults, children, students, ministers, law enforcement officers and representatives from local organizations attended the hours-long summit. A youth counselor, a former pants-drooping youth, brought in several soggy-bottomed teenagers to show as an example and to attempt to convert them to being "correctly dressed" citizens.

Yes folks, it was a real crackdown.

Buh-Dum-Bum.

Personally, I don't care how badly people dress or how many piercings they inflict upon themselves. For me, it's entertainment. When I see a teenager with his or her pants hanging down so far that you believe they're going to end up around their ankles at any moment, I hope to see them trip over their baggy pants and fall on their face to give me a good laugh. Who knows? They might learn something from the cuts and bruises. I doubt it, however.