When I was a little girl I thought they're were rocket chips and I pledged allegiance to the republic for witchard stan whatever that was.
One funny and embarrassing thing for a young man doing the bible reading of jeremiah 36:22 was when he read that the king was sitting in the winter house with a brassiere burning before him. We were all entertained by that.
Someone told me about a man who for years called them the brown volumes
endless tails (tales) of brain freeze