¡Estoy en fuego!

Thanks to Mike of Crime and Federalism and Ken at CrimLaw for this cautionary tale from the Darwin Awards, on how not to transport meth precursors; trousers usually make a bad containment vessel for volatile chemical reactions.

Reminds me of a hung jury I got once on a defense of unwitting possession of meth. In closing argument, the prosecutor drew himself up to his full height and declared, "I know what's in my pants."