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As a human being-type person, I've worn lots of pants. And how can I not have? Pants are everywhere you look. (At least, I hope they are.) Pants are the basis for a good or bad day. Pants determine whether or not your diet worked. Girls are taught to be wary of men who are after their pants. I could go on and on, but I just realized I'm not wearing any pants. Pants pants pants pants. Doesn't sound like a word anymore.
Anyway, yes. Charles sat down on a chair with glue on it. We all remember that episode. He walked over to Klinger and asked for a knife, and Klinger said, "No, sir! It's not worth it!" Charles' response was "No, it's for my pants."
Maxie brought out the knife and then he got to work cutting them off himself. I've mentioned this episode before, I'm sure. But then, I wasn't on a quest to determine just how deep in the gutter my mind could get. I am now. Beware.
So, Maxie is hard at work, concentrating on the task at hand. Charles is busy telling the whole bar what a jackass Hawkeye is, so he's not paying a whole lot of attention.
Well, at some point, Maxie manages to get his attention, and he looks down and tells Maxie to watch it or something.
FUNNY THING... of course, we were dealing with a knife, and knives=sharp. But, was it a yelp of pain, or... SOMETHING ELSE?
Even if it wasn't, boy. Charles was sure okay with Maxie's growing wealth of rather intimate knowledge, wasn't he? ;)
Okay, that's all. I'm hungry.