Broettes


If you have read any of my recent posts, you might have noticed that I use the term “bro” a lot.  However, I have been approached by many of my female friends, and as all you guys know how them women are, (All of them except for you.  Because you don’t know any. Neither do you.  You’re in my head.  Touché.) they relentlessly demanded that they be considered bros as well and I was forced into accommodating their request. (Julia Rosenheim… ) The idea of females become bros initially seemed preposterous to me.  You know what us bros talk about, right?  Oh you don’t?  Let me explain.  They include: Chipotle, burritos, females and various other things too racy for this post.  How could we possibly allow girls to be bros without offending them through our vile and totally awesome conversations?  Then, the answer struck me like a meteor.  (That was the worst analogy I have ever heard. Your mother is an analogy.  Touché.)  We could call them broettes.  Therefore, if a group of bros were to be engrossed in a conversation about, let’s say, attractive females with well-shaped… facial features, one would be able to quickly change the topic when a broette arrives.  That would only be possible because of the manner through which all bros are greeted: “What’s good my bro/broseidon/any other word with bro in it?” However a broette would have to be greeted as: “How are you faring this kind day, my elegant broette?”  This grants the other bros ample time to change the subject to something like…. unicorns or daisies.  (Hey, you actually like unicorns and daisies. Touché.)  Broettes, welcome. Bros, be kind.  This is a radical change, but we might be able to gain something from it. And remember, broettes are our equals.  (Ha, he made a joke. Be more sexist. Touché.)

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About julian822

This blog is informal to say the least. It's almost like an online journal, filled with stories that I find funny, interesting things/links and anything else that comes to my mind. Enjoy.
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