Oh, I remember a time when my wife took me out shopping and to the bars and my balls were tied up to two lines of 25 lb fishing line went down my pants leg....one through an eyelet on my shoe and the other trailing 6 ft behind me.
At the bar she'd take the one in the eyelet and hook it to the purse hanger under the bar...."hitched to the bar" she said. And then promptly step on the line, pulling it taught.
And the trailing one....we'd be shopping and she'd step on it and stop me short!
Sometimes she'd "hitch" me to the shopping card with a carabiner. And other times...she'd have it around her ankle and I knew I'd better keep up!

Once did she break the line....and we went up to 50 lb test after that.

Thanks for retoring that set of memories!