An interesting and very specific detail of my life

Once upon a time, my friends and I were having some fun on the town one friday night. Ill call my two friends Bob and Bill, theyre brothers. We were in high school, doing what rowdy high school boys do on a friday night. We were driving nowhere specific, just cruising and enjoying how cheap gas was, i was driving, we were in Bobs truck. Bill gets sick and starts vomiting out of the window all over the side of the truck. He reaches behind the seat and pulls out a pair of Bobs baseball pants, cleans up the mess and throws them out the window, where they land ever so gracefully onto a barbed wire fence post. As the days went on the pants remained. Days turned to weeks. Weeks turned to months. Seasons changed. We all moved away, though our parents are still in the area. Mind you, this isnt an abandoned fence, its at someones house where someone lives. This occured 18 years ago and as of the other day, the pants are still there, in the same position they fell. Im not close to either one of them anymore, but every few months ill get a message, or send a message," The baseball pants are still there."