1978: I'm in a bar, wearing a dress....Some sailor with a cut on his neck starts buyin' me drinks (maybe the dim lights made me better looking, I dunno!)......next thing I know, he's the moderator of a Civil War board!!
I never really had teeth to begin with!!....heehee.....
I gotta admit, it takes a real man to admit to a story like yours!
Shoot, I was scared to tell my story, but mine pales in comparison to yours!
My story: While changing into reenacting clothes for my first reenactment, I put the pants on backwards. When I stepped out into the view of my new pards, the laughter was deafeneing! To this day, they still rib me about it!!
See??....I told ya my story wasn't as good!!....But, at least it was pants, and not a dress, that I was wearin'!!