When my son, John got his private pilot’s license he was taking his check ride with the FAA he had made a perfect score and was returning to the Dallas airport to land and celebrate. With other students watching and listening to the radio communications he was told by the tower that there was traffic to his left that would be entering final approach (for landing) ahead of him and instructed him to do a go-around (circle the field) in order to allow proper distance between the traffic. They asked, “Do you have traffic in sight?”
Nervous with the FAA in the cockpit, his reply was, “No, what type of traffic?” Meaning what type of plane am I looking for?

The tower responded, “It’s a Snoopy.”

Scanning the horizon he saw no airplanes as he began his turn to circle. The FAA guy watching him closely he asked himself, “What the hell is a Snoopy?” Looking for maybe a vintage Sopwith Camel warplane, but nothing was there. He was really getting nervous now. He knew he had better spot the Snoopy pretty fast or it would really look bad for him as a new pilot.

The tower called again, “Cessna 465 do you have traffic in sight?”
Again his reply was, “No, please advise again of direction.”

The Tower replied with laughter in the background, “It’s a BLIMP with SNOOPY on the front. What are you, blind?”
He had been looking for an AIRPLANE…. Even the FAA guy was smiling. His friends on the ground were rolling. John was really embarrassed but passed with ‘FLYING’ colors.