Yesterday, I drove passed a young guy with droopy pants. Well, way more than droopy. You know, hanging passed the butt so far that the guy is walking gapped-legged so his pants won’t fall completely. Anyway, I saw him. Walking ahead. As I drove passed I pushed the down button on the window, leaned over to give him a piece of my mind and…nothing. I couldn’t do it. Nasty butt.