That has caused some delightful confusion. We used to live in my wife's grandma's old house, and there was a ton of grandma's old stuff scattered around the basement. My sister-in-law were visiting for a few days; her kids loved digging through the old stuff.
Nephew (approx 10 year old): Uncle Tony! Uncle Tony! We found a weed pipe downstairs!!!
Me: O_o
Nephew: Come look!
I went downstairs, ready to be horrified at a conversation I didn't want to have with the kid. Sure enough, he had found some giant ornate tobacco pipe.
Nephew: Gandalf would love this! He could smoke pipe weed all day!
Nephew (approx 10 year old): Uncle Tony! Uncle Tony! We found a weed pipe downstairs!!!
Me: O_o
Nephew: Come look!
I went downstairs, ready to be horrified at a conversation I didn't want to have with the kid. Sure enough, he had found some giant ornate tobacco pipe.
Nephew: Gandalf would love this! He could smoke pipe weed all day!