spooky spider web ping!
This brought back an ancient (at least 45 years ago) memory. Shortly after this military brat (me) married my good ole southern boy, Mr. RR came into our house after doing some yard work and announced, “Honey, I’ve got “bagworms”. Now, growing up on Air Force bases all over the world, I could identify every plane ever flown, price all items in the commissary, speak fluent German and French, met “Ike” personally, and even had a passport at age two. But, I never heard of “bagworms”. Fearing a dread sexual disease, he took me into the backyard to show me the webs of “bagworms” hanging from the trees.
We still laugh over that. Live and learn.