From DL in Iowa printed in the July 2011 issue of Country Extra:
A mother had a free-spirited boy who hated naps. Worse, he didn't like pants. Many times she'd go to his room and instead of finding him tucked into bed, she'd find his pants tucked into his bed.
One day, after finding an abandoned pair of pants in her son's bed, she heard noises coming from the basement. The boy was still a little too young to handle stairs alone, so she ran to the basement door, flung it open and called down in a frantic voice.
"Are you running around down there without your pants?"
"No, ma'am," a man's voice replied. "I'm reading your meter, and I promise I've got mine on."
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