Well when I was 16, I joined a gym for the first time. I didn't know it at the time, but I was EXTREMELY lucky that it was a hardcore gym. It was also close to my home. These guys were so hardcore they didn't even have a sign on the outside of the gym. It was just a tiny banner.
Anyway, every big guy there was called Big Mike, Big Rick, Big Jay... we even had a Big Zorro. Some of them had shirts with "Big and there name" in the front.
So I decided that one day, I was going to be Big Andy. Man, I remember back then I didn't know anything, I would see someone eat a can of Tuna, I went home an ate a couple of cans. I would easedrop on conversations, and look at what the big guys were doing in the gym.
One time in the locker room, this huge guy farted and his partner said: "Man, nobody wants your second hand juice!"
I thought the were taking about Del Monte.
Oh, and my high school nickname was Andrew69.