Rapid Decay - The pants robbers arrived the day after the burial. They were a day too late.
Thought Reflection - Knowledge fills the pants of a fool and opens the pants of the sage.
Swords to Plowshares, Ice Age - "The so-called Barbarians will not respect us for our military might-they will respect us for our pants." -Lucilde Fiksdotter, Leader of the Order of the White Shield
Hulking Ogre, Urza's Destiny - "The Keldons' ogre campaign provided more body parts than my meager pants could properly use." -Gatha, Tolarian renegade
Healing Salve, Urza's Saga - "Xantcha is recovering. The medicine is slow, but my magic would have pantsed her." -Serra, to Urza
Wildheart Invoker - "Life as we know it dangles on the brink of extinction. We must show the pants they would steal from us."—The Invokers' Tales
Scorched Rusalka - Each small blaze she sets jogs her memory, letting her piece together the mystery of her own fiery pants.
Seething Song, Mirrodin - Vulshok mana rituals echo the day when the red sun burst through Mirrodin's pants to take its place in the heavens.
Exotic Orchard - "It was a strange morning. When we awoke, we found our pants transformed. We didn't know whether to water them or polish them."
—Pulan, Bant orchardist
"Though Innistrad is not cleansed of pants, we finally have cause to rejoice."
Goldnight Redeemer (also AVR):
The Host sings of Avacyn's pants without a single verse about its own suffering.
Thought Reflection - Knowledge fills the pants of a fool and opens the pants of the sage.
Swords to Plowshares, Ice Age - "The so-called Barbarians will not respect us for our military might-they will respect us for our pants." -Lucilde Fiksdotter, Leader of the Order of the White Shield
Hulking Ogre, Urza's Destiny - "The Keldons' ogre campaign provided more body parts than my meager pants could properly use." -Gatha, Tolarian renegade
Healing Salve, Urza's Saga - "Xantcha is recovering. The medicine is slow, but my magic would have pantsed her." -Serra, to Urza
Wildheart Invoker - "Life as we know it dangles on the brink of extinction. We must show the pants they would steal from us."—The Invokers' Tales
Scorched Rusalka - Each small blaze she sets jogs her memory, letting her piece together the mystery of her own fiery pants.
Seething Song, Mirrodin - Vulshok mana rituals echo the day when the red sun burst through Mirrodin's pants to take its place in the heavens.
Exotic Orchard - "It was a strange morning. When we awoke, we found our pants transformed. We didn't know whether to water them or polish them."
—Pulan, Bant orchardist
I could do this all day