When my nephew Arthur was little, the local pastor dropped by my sister's house for a visit. My brother-in-law, an avid fisherman, was preparing for a weekend at the lake when suddenly little Arthur bellowed, "My daddy's got worms!''
"Oh," replied the preacher,"You mean he's got fishing worms?"
With a straight face my nephew said: "No, he's got worms."
While he had a perplexed look on his face, only divine wisdom that comes from years of ministry kept the pastor from asking any further questions.