>Had my bright moments there as well... once dad and I went to a junkyard to get some (s)crap iron to use as reinforcement for some piece of concrete. Came out quite dirty-handed, and went across to the gate of factory where dad worked. The guard said something like "hi, boss, that your daughter?". I retorted with "I'm not the bearded woman, I'm her sister". A couple of years later, I was the classmaster to his daughter. I could see him sweat in the back during the PTA meeting...

Hear hear :)

I got few free drinks back in my time (Being mistaken for the girl), got expelled from boy scout squad, etc.
See pic.

Then from long hair guy in a matter of 4-5 years I became - no hair guy! :)