The idea behind Pee Your Pants for the Brewers is simple: You pledge that if the long-suffering Milwaukee Brewers make the playoffs, and it certainly looks like they will, you will soil your khakis in celebration. (Note especially the little graphic with a Jim Gantner-era Brewer sporting a telltale crotch stain.) Now, I have not spent a great deal of time in Wisconsin, but the impression I have gotten is that streets from Whitefish Bay to Oconomowoc fairly flow with slightly used Leinenkugel's, particularly after one of those Friday night fish fries.
So I'm sure Milwaukeeans are forever looking for an excuse to not just refrain from finding a commode but to refrain from even finding their own fly after yet another marathon bout with a case of Pabst Blue Ribbon. And since the stench of stale urine is not likely to float much farther west than Iowa, OPC heartily endorses this activity. Wisconsinites, let it go.