Back in the 70s I knew a midget. He worked where I was a guard. He was perfectly formed and a handsome devil. He was wild and would do wheelies and burn outs with a hot bike in the company parking lots. I had to come down on him for it when I first met him. At the time I would guess he was 24 years old but looked like a small 14 year old! Later he moved in with a girl friend and her kids about two houses down the street from me. He looked like he was one of her kids! He no sooner moved in with her a big neighborhood bully type kid informed him he had to fight him as all the kids in the area had to fight him! My little friend gave him the beating of his life. After that he came over on a rare cold rainy day when I was off work and wanted to go to a bar and play pool.
We went to a bar, he pulled out a big cigar and lit it, climbed a stool alongside me and ordered a drink. The bartender turned to me and said "Whatcha think yer doing? Ya cant bring yer kid in here! My little buddy whipped out his ID and the bar keep looked at it and just walked off in disbelief shakeing his head! It really was comical! Unfortunately, not long after that he got killed in a bad cycle crash.