A childhood belief about general

This is the funniest memory from middle school, 8th grade, that I have:
My best friend and I were goofing around in our history class as usual. We were studying Napoleon (no, not Dynamite! :-P) Bonaparte and after our teacher read us the chapter about him, he told us to work on our packets as usual. Well, we started working on them together when she says to me "I don't see why they named an ice cream after Napoleon. He sounds mean to me." and I said "Yeah I wonder why too! I could never figure it out!" So when our teacher walked past us, we flagged him downn asking "Why does Napoleon have an ice cream named for him?" He looked at us and said "What are you talking about?" and we say "You know! Napoleon ice cream! The kind with the chocolate, strawberry and vanilla in the same box!" (We seriously thought he was messing with us by pretending not to know.) He put his face into his hands, trying not to laugh and said "NO, that's Neopolitan ice cream! Not Napoleon ice cream!" (He was astounded that we had the same thought about that ice cream!) Naturally we couldn't concentrate for the rest of class because we were laughing too hard over the truth of the ice cream. (It still brings us to tears when we think of it!) :-D