True, a squid could be your boy trying 70 mph burnouts on his brand new gsxr ninja 1000 that mom bought him, could be the dude at the club with the streetfighterz tank spreader hoodie tellin the hunnies about the time he outran 3 state troopers mid wheelie on his busa then walking outside and hopping on his savage 650 (its a badass little suzuki 650 single cruiser. theyre gay but i want one. kinda like a mini cooper) or it could be the dude who's got enough skills to clutch it up and ride it out on the highway, but has the worst common sense in the world and loops it out at 87mph, loses the helmet in rush hour traffic, head splits WFO ran over and his "smarts" dump out of his brain bucket and slide across the pavement resembling the image of a small dead squid that the Japanse guy from the fish market hauls from the loading dock to the south side everymorning in his way overloaded 92 tacoma tilting off to the right side from the wind. Thus, the overstacked squid falls out.