Every year I get some kind of bronchial infection and I progressively lose my voice. I call the process “my Suzanne Pleshette voice.” My students don’t know who she is, so they don’t get my jokes… I also refer to myself as Kathleen Turner, but they don’t know who she is, either.
Anyway, one day one of my boys deepened his voice a few octaves and shouted at me from across the room, “MISS! WHY YOU SOUND LIKE A MAN?!”