I went swing dancing on Saturday. It's one of my favorite things to do.
A few hours in, I was dancing with a really old man. Late 70's, maybe mid 80's. He leaned in close and whispered "My friend isn't wearing any pants."
"See?" He said, pointing to his buddy. "He didn't know he forgot his pants until he got here. And then he figured he might as well just stick around and dance anyway."
His friend was a tall, 85 year old man wearing a bright orange shirt, a black fedora, and 4 leaf clover boxer shorts.
I couldn't make this stuff up.
...and old people.