nsv: my pants are trying to kill me!

I can't wear my pants without a belt anymore, unless I want to walk around with them shackling my ankles. The other day, I had my ever preset belt cinched. And I was walking between a friend and her campfire when my right foot caught on something. I looked down, and therewas the bottom of my left pantleg snagging the toe of my right shoe! Even with a belt on, there is too much fabric in my pants, what was covering my flab is now drooping and draping in protest of no longer being needed. Time to alter or replace them I guess.

"Goodbye pants, you have served me well with your oversized pockets and cool cotton skin. I will miss you."