Well, this is more of a "things done on the stage" thing.
Phil Daugherty had a service meeting part about "Workers in the Field," and he asked Jan Utting and me to assist. This was in the days (35 years ago) when meeting parts could be "spiced up" a little. He brought some old construction clothes to the Hall, and they were so big that Jan and I could put them on over our suits. We went over to a side room that had a door leading out onto the stage. When he started his part, we went over into the room and put on these big old baggy dirty clothes. On cue, we came up on stage, each with shovels in our hands. We stood there, both doing everything possible to refrain from laughing out loud, while Phil went on with his talk about how good it was to be hard workers in the field.
Well, the pants I had on over were SOOOOO big that I had to hold them up by grabbing them through the pocket in the old frumpy coat I was wearing. In the course of my belly chuckles, I didn't realize that I'd lost the grip on my pants, and down they went!
All of a sudden, the whole audience was laughing their asses off!!!! Don Whiteman (the congregation servant) always sat in the front row, and he was literally stretched out so far laughing that only his shoulders were still on the seat.
Of course, Phil, Jan and I had NOOOO idea what was going on, until we all looked down at the pants bundled around my ankles. End of talk, off the stage.
Still brings a big smile to my face.
Craig