Well, that was one of my nicknames. Others were "Curby," because, when I first started driving, I would run my car up onto the curb. A lot. At rather high speeds.
I was also called "BJ," because I got my first blow job on a school bus late at night when our chorus was coming back from some gig. A blow job from a girl, mind you. And because my mind was obviously on other things at the time, I didn't realize (or perhaps didn't care) that SEVERAL people were watching me get my first blow job. And my first ENORMOUS hickey. On my neck. She didn't put a hickey on my penis. Thank God.
My friends called me Lion-O because I had rather big and really bad hair. Yes, me with hair. I had it and it wasn't pretty. So my friends chose a sort of ridiculous cartoon character with EXTREMELY bad hair and named me after him.
Well, after seeing this gentleman from some comic-con dressed as Lion-O and after watching this fan-made Thundercats trailer (in which Lion-O is played by the always yummy - - except when he's made up to be a really old man - - Brad Pitt), I think my high school friends will wish that they had nicknamed me more accurately.
I'm obviously more of a Cheetara. Even though, these days, I look like a Panthro.