Weapons are in the eye of the beholder

Milo comes running into the house. “Mom! Mom! Abby gave me tons of crossbows!”

Me: “Oh, really?”

Milo: “Yeah! Look!” He holds out a large bunch of multicoloured plastic clothes hangers.

Me: “Um, those are hangers.”

Milo: “Well, *I* call them crossbows. Fip–PWING!”