It was Christmas Eve in camp, and very cold at that. There was a certain amount of confusion owing to the Christmas festivities and leave, and so forth, and one man was unable to find any of his outer garments. He wandered about, asking all his mates if they knew where they were.
Has any one seen my b-b-blanket? he demanded, and was told that no one had.
Has any one seen my t-t-trousers?
No answer.
The unfortunate Tommy scratched his head for a moment.
Well, I'm jolly g-g-glad I have got a nice w-w-warm pair of sus-sus-suspenders.