Pants

There are ants in my pants

I just want to dance

Without a thought in my mind

I chop up watermelon rinds

I hear tinfoil underpants

And just hear the laughter hit the fans

I just said pants

Do planes wear pants?

Grant's on an airplane

Testing out the g-force

The need for speed

With a killing ceiling fan

I love lamp

And he ate a "chocolate" squirrel

Brick is dumb

But I like helicopters

Kleenex smells nice

Just like the television

But in 1984

It was called a telescreen

Silk-screening is fun

But I get paint on my hands

But hey, I say to Grant's g-force

At least it's not on my pants!

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Really random, but I like it. I disclaim anything related to 1984, MythBusters, and Anchorman. And I claim poetic liscense to any "mistakes".