1465 Pilate's Makeover

So much depends on context. Even the pronunciation of a word. Like you don’t want to put the word polish at the beginning of a sentence. Capitalizing it makes it Polish. And telling people to Polish their floors can get confusing.
So it was the other day when I drove by a Christian health club. Their commendable goal is to do good workouts and God's work at the same time. But like all businesses they have to do their best to stay up with current trends, and so have offered a yoga-like class.
Unfortunately, since yoga comes from a whole different religion, the Christian/Buddhist interface presented a bit of a dilemma. So they renamed yoga, Yo-God. Very creative. And with the possibly unintentional added benefit of giving the yoga a hip-hop feel.
Yo yo, get yourself in the crane position yo.
The sign said they also offer a pilates courses. Which again was great. But now that my mind was tuned to the religious angle, I kept mentally pronouncing pilates, Pilate's.
Maybe it's just a hand-washing exercise.
As they say, the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Like the charity work I saw the other day. A local group was doing good things for folks—food, clothes, financial education. And one of the things they were offering was "Makeovers for the Homeless."
Um, a lot of homeless guys I know would probably not respond well to a "makeover." Perhaps the charity group just meant haircuts and shaves. I hope so. I can hear the talk around the campfire now.
"Hey Fred, nice purple eye shadow. And your skin looks so fresh. What's that your new cardboard sign says... "Will exfoliate for food."?
Yo Dude, you look tired, I hope you didn't do the "Jazzercise for Hobos" class too..."
America, ya gotta love it.