I had words with my nephews a few years ago when they kept referring to the shop at the end of the street as the p*** shop, I told them that they should think about the shopkeeper and consider his feelings, he has a name you know, I told them.
When I saw them a couple of weeks later they reffered to the shop as Stans.
Thats much better, I commented to my sister, at least they've learnt his name.
When my sister finished laughing, she told me that they called the shop Stans because the owner came from Pakistan!!