Working at a museum where the main attraction is the dinosaur exhibit, we sell a lot of cheap products aimed at children. And we sell a lot of them.
Especially "Dino Eggs."
A grandfather (I presume) and his grand-daughter (once again, I presume. And hope.) came into the shop, always busy, always cramped. And he picks up a Dino Egg for her.
Hands it over. Pays quickly. "No bag, no need."
Lovely, simple transaction.
But just as the till drawer has closed and I am pulling out his receipt to hand him, I've seen him in the corner of my eye tear open the packaging of this "egg", smash open the lovely plastic shell and taken a big shard to his mouth.
He begins to chew, turns slowly to me and only then does he think to ask, "Is this edible?"
"No...!" I gasped. "No, sir. That... that's not edible. You really shouldn't eat that."
The little grand-daughter's face sinks further watching her grandpa spit out bits of plastic into her broken dinosaur egg. A fake dino-egg designed to be immersed in water so that the rubbery-dino toy on the inside can "grow and hatch."
I gave him another... Well, I gave it to his grand-daughter. Best to keep it away from him, he was clearly ravenous.
And this is how products get weird warning labels on them.