I served in the Israeli army. We had plenty of religious bearded guys there.

The day before the war in Iraq, everyone was forced to shave. Type under anti-gas - awaited enemy attack.

It was a kind of whisper... You go - and half of the people on the base you can't recognize in focus... And I only managed to serve on this base for a week at that time... I didn't always recognize everyone with a beard...

Thank God, I wasn’t the only dude who walked around and asked everyone, “You’re the type of who.” Well, or called the cell phone, looked at the sides, who took the phone and said that accidentally called :)