8th grade shenanigans

[PantsDownFun]

These are all of the things I witnessed in the 8th grade. These are just the stories from my time in school.
These are all kind of quick and rapid fire.
The first was just an example of really bad luck. In between classes, walking down the hall and I see this guy jumping up and down, don't know exactly what he was doing, but he and his friends looked like they were having fun. Well, this was when baggy and saggy pants were all the rage. Upon landing one time, his pants continued down. So there he was, standing with his baggy pants around his ankles, his red and white plaid boxers on display for dozens of people to see. His face turned at least two shades redder in embarrassment.
The second happened in the locker room. We were mostly all changed into our PE kit, waiting for class to start, when I noticed towards the back of the back of the locker room and saw that two 8th graders had grabbed a 7th grader, one on each side. The kid was on the short side, skinny as a rail. A third 8th grader came up behind him and pulled his shorts down, while the other two lifted him up so the third could take his shorts completely off. The 8th graders then whistled to get everyone's attention so we could all see him squirming without any shorts on, blue boxers on display. The third 8th grader was reaching out to grab the 7th grader's boxers when a gym teacher stepped in and broke them up (I'm a still disappointed that they weren't able to pull his boxers down).
The third was also in the locker room. This time after PE class, we were all back in our normal clothes, waiting for the bell to ring to go to our next class. One of my classmates was showboating, hanging from a pull up bar, one of his friends snuck up behind him and pulled down his pants. It was his bad luck that he was wearing really loose fitting boxers and they came down with his pants. Like most Americans born in the 80s, he was circumcised, had a full bush already grown in, but still a bit underdeveloped otherwise. Definitely one of the better experiences in middle school.
The fourth happened outside during lunch break. There was this kid Mike, who I kind of had a crush on, needless to say I often times would glance over at him. He was hanging out with a group of friends when a girl snuck up behind him and pulled down his sweatpants, leaving him standing in his boxers, they looked like they might be silk. I think I had a minor cardiac event watching that, the guy I had a crush on, in his underwear. This was before I was being honest with myself about what my feelings were, I was in the closet even to myself, but I knew I felt something seeing that.
The fifth was in PE, we were playing flag football. Someone went to grab a flag and missed and grabbed the guy's shorts.
The final one was on the bus after school. It was pajama day. Matt, a guy I had had a crush on since 5th grade (he was actually kind of the reason I figured out that I was gay, watching him climb a fence after school in 5th grade was the first time that I experienced feelings that I thought I was supposed to expect to have for girls), was wearing pajamas. The bus hadn't left the school yet. He stood up to yell out the window to someone outside the bus when the girl sitting next to him pulled his pajamas down to reveal his boxers that were white with moose on them.
There might have been more, it's almost midnight and I'm tired, if I think of more on another day I'll add them. Feel free to ask any follow up questions. I also have a rapid fire list to give for my time in scouting (one of those rapid fire stories is the basis for an "almost happened" fantasy that I'm working on to post in ENM).