I read a novel by a very talented BDSM author, Cherise Sinclair, in which
the hero's entire squad in Afghanistan was wiped out by an exploding IUD.
I, being OCD, had to reach out to her and point out the typo.
She acknowledged that she was aware of it; it was her favorite happy error.
And then there was the time when my boss, the Athletic Director at WTA&M,
on passing a new condominium site on the way to the Amarillo Civic Center,
pointed out, "Those are the hardest condoms to get into...."