Sand in the Gears' story about 'Urban Garlic' snack chips reminds me of something similar that happened to an old friend. Two female graduate students in Classics are walking across campus when one of them exclaims "you know, I really love eunuchs!". The other one is naturally surprised, and can't quite make up her mind what to ask first: 'Where would you meet one these days?' or (from a woman's viewpoint) 'What's to love about them?' It takes her a while to figure out that the subject is not eunuchs but Unix.