My dad is a funny guy and one day one of our ducks died (yes we ended up with two..that girl I knew was my sister) So my dad dresses for the occasion.
He came in the living room wearing:
a rain coat
and had a pair of salad tongs in his hands.
Then he said, "im going to get the duck"
Everyone rolled their eyes, and he went out and buried the duck
Well a few days went by and my brother who was about 7 or 8 comes inside and comes to my mother and I who are in the kitchen, then he says "SOMEBODY GET ME THE TAMPONS"
Brother: The duck is dead, I need the tampons
Mom: you mean the tongs?
Brother: oh ya the tongs
And that is the story of tampons being confused with tongs.