There's a cat in my pants

I sit in my walk in closet getting ready for bed. I squeeze into my pajama bottoms because the cats have to pounce my feet sliding through the material. So my have my bottoms up to my knees when Precious decides to jump into my pajamas. He sits on my crotch pawing at Frodo playing on the outside. Very awkward situation and I starting laughing thinking that I can't go to bed because I have a cat in my pants. Frodo next starts to bite my feet and I reach over I put my slippers on. Precious is still in my pants. Time to get out. He is scratching my legs while pawing at Frodo attacking my slippers. I get a shoe string to coax him out. He bites the shoe string because doesn't jump out. I poke at him, which leaves me with more scratches on my legs. So I try to pick him up, which is very difficult with the elastic ban around my knees. He meows at my efforts and jumps out. Finally I can put my pants on. Nighty night.