In middle school, I started a fake gang called the Jive Turkeys, which was inspired by the "Airplane!" movie franshise.

We even had our own gang sign: Hold your hand out with fingers spread, fold in and connect the ring finger and thumb, covering the ring fingernail with the tip of the thumb, and repeatedly bend/wiggle the pinky while saying "gobble, gobble."

After a bloody battle with, and narrow defeat over, the other fake gang at school, the 8 Balls, I was the sole surviving member of the Jive Turkeys (read: everyone else got bored and moved on), so I inherited the name to keep it alive.

The name died off for a few years until one day in high school, someone remembered the Jive Turkeys and my nickname was resurrected and has lived on since.

There are some people from the college days that will only refer to me as Jive. I'm not entirely sure they all know my birth name.