I remember me and my brother Mike were setting around many years ago getting high. Something had been troubling me and i finally decided to bring it up.
I asked, "Have you ever noticed how your name doesn't mean really anything other than you, but my name means all sorts of things?"
"Like you can put 'marks' on a linoleum floor or your car can lay a black 'mark'".
I said, " I remember Mom used to get Mike and Mark confused" I reasoned, "I might be able to casually start using "mike" instead of my name for other things and it might catch on."
"Why can't it be called a 'skidmike'?"