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We begin our story in a small town, where Pete Pantless is just having a nice little beer...
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| Sir, I'll have to ask you to put your pants back on, or to be arrested for Indecent exposure | |
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How will he get out of this one?
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| But I'm Pete Pantless. If I were to put on pants, I'd have to change my name to Pete Panted | |
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| Ok, Wiseguy, you're coming with me... | |
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