Guys with their pants on the ground reminds me of something my youngest daughter Toni did to her son when he was about 17. She flat told him if they're together in public he needed to respect her by keeping his pants up where they belong or she would "pants" him in public. He just laughed it off....for the moment. So one afternoon in the middle of Menards, she waited until there were plenty of people around and walked up behind him and....down they went to the ankles. Problem was....he didn't have any underwear on. According to Toni, the last thing she saw(and everyone else nearby) was two white cheeks running down the aisle while desparately pulling on his jeans. To make it even worse, his older sister was with them, which meant this incident wasn't going to die soon.

Strangely enough, there's never been a need to talk to her son about his dress code since.
