I recently helped my long-time business partner, and good friend, install a wood floor in his new house. The name of the wood is "jetobah," a variety of Brazilian cherry.
We've been working our butts off, and this afternoon I suggested that he just not do any shop work tonight, turn the radio to a blues station that has a regular Friday night r&b program, and "shake that jetobah floor"...
Well, I did my usual faux pas and said "Jehovah" floor. Dang, I hate it when I do things like that! LOL
So, as we were both laughing our asses off of the tailgate of his truck, he said: "From now on, I'm gonna call it my Jetobah Witness floor."