Rupert was, comparatively, a fairly normal kid at my primary school. This changed drastically the day he threw a pair of skidmarked Y-fronts onto his neighbour's roof to avoid the embarrassment of his mum having to wash the poo out. He had left the name tag in and the throw had been quite naff. The neighbour spotted the pants on his roof, went up to retrieve them and brought them round to show his mum, who actually owned the village shop. Not sure whether that makes it any funnier, but she did. Word spread fast and Rupert became widely known, so much so that many who hadn't met him before thought his surname was Pants. "RUPERTPANTS" was always said as one word, in an American accent, with emphasis on the last vowel. Rupert would often turn red and go mental, especially when the songs began to be invented, the most noteworthy being (to the tune of Deutschland Uber Alles, I think) "Coughs and sneezes spread di-sea-ses, Put them in your rupertpants." ...and, to the tune of "Let's Dance" (as sung by Jive Bunny at the time), "Hey baby won't you take a chance / Just smell Rupert's underpants / And let's dance / da-da-da-da da da da-da-da/ Oh let's dance"