I was teaching in childrens' church about compassion. The kids were given a picture of various items of clothing that they had to figure out how to use to help someone. It couldn't be used for it's intended purpose and couldn't be destroyed.
(i.e., the umbrella could be used for shade, but not to protect from rain. The hat could be used to carry water, but not to wear on their head.)
The kids were being all kinds of creative, as only kids can be. The boys had someone using the hat as a toilet. Boys will be boys.
But it was the girls that took over the class that day. They had some poor unfortunate soul using the suspenders as a thong.
There are so many reasons why that is all kinds of wrong. But we won't go there. The boys had no clue what a thong was. (Bless their naive little adolescent hearts.) The girls quickly clued them in.
I have seen these boys belch, flatulate and insult girls on any given day. But I've never seen them turn all shades of red over the description of an undergarment. They are now enlightened.
I don't even want to know what their parents thought when they asked, "so, what did you learn in church today?"