A Name Without Clothes

Riding home from church on Sunday, Killer looked over at Queenie and (very solemnly) asked:

"MOM!  Do I have a naked name?  Because (my brother, FB) has one!  DO I HAVE ONE?"

Queenie (quite taken aback, and a bit sheepish):  Hmmm....a naked name?! 

Killer: YEAH!  A NAKED NAME!  You know, like, Shorty Pants (Mr. FB).

Queenie (quite relieved and trying not to laugh too hard):  OH!  A nickname!  Sure, Killer, you've got a nickname!!!