a nice breeze down there
Your willy is out and the wind is like, 'Hey, wanna get a little fresh?'
I was walking to school and my pants fell down. The wind was like, 'You look like a hot dog on a grill in the summer.'
My mom said, 'You’re giving the breeze a VIP pass.'
I got a text that said, 'You look like a confused squirrel with its pants off.'