Less of a quote than a story, and it happened at Champs this year, but it still fits the spirit of the thread.
This year at St Louis, the girls of the High Tekerz all wore matching purple tutus to Roboprom. The next morning, one of the guys decided that he wanted to wear one of the tutus as a spirit thing. (This is not odd behavior from him.) So I loaned him mine. Then, he decided he'd let us do his hair. We gave him a hair bow, and then, as we were waiting for the elevator, I decided I'd braid his hair.
So, to paint the picture for you (and this is important to the story), he was kneeling in front of me so that I could braid (sadly, his hair was just barely too short for normal braids, and I can't French braid), and we had our backs to the hallway.
Suddenly, an FLL mom walked up. She probably noticed the tutu and not much else, because she said, in an "isn't that darling" voice, "Oh, she looks so... Oh." The second "Oh" was in a rather different tone of voice, because we turned around, and the rest of the pieces fell into place. Cue general laughter.
She thought it was as funny as we did, and we had almost persuaded her to French braid his hair when the elevator came. To this day, we still give the guy a bad time about it. The End.
