LowComDom Performances Presents
Those of you old enough to remember already know people my age have suffered through the long-haired male, close-cropped female hair craze back in the '60s.
I remember one night at an awards banquet for Little League baseball, I was standing near the bar engaging in idle chit-chat with another parent. Having worn a flat-top since my Navy days, naturally I had a disdain for long-haired boys. I said, "And look at that thing over there. How in the world can anyone tell if it's a boy or a girl?"
The other parent said, "Well, since that 'thing' is my son, I can assure you that 'it' is indeed a boy."
Naturally, I was embarrassed as hell, and quickly replied "Oh, I'm so sorry. I didn't know you were the boy's father."
"Actually, I'm his mother," she said as she walked away.