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Digger (Invercargill RSA), Issue 41, 24 December 1920, Page 5

Pat Kelly came home one night a little to the bad from whisky and went to bed with a somewhat hazy idea of things. In the night he was aroused by the cry of "fire," and in his anxiety to make a hasty toilet and not wholly recovered from the effects of his indiscretion earlier in the evening, he donned his trousers hind side before. As he started down the stairs, he slipped and fell, rolling to the bottom of the flight. A friend rushed to his assistance and exclaimed, "are you hurted, Pat?" Kelly got on his feet slowly, and after an intent and analysing examination of his trousers said, "no, but I got a h — 1 of a twist." — CoL Brown.