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You know you’re one of my top bros, bro, because you got my back. And I got yours. You’re my bro. But you went above and beyond the other night, bromaldehyde. You really did. Saving me that seat at the Velvet Revolver show, even though all those other bros were trying to get up front, bro? So clutch.
You are truly a god among bros.
Just when I think you’re as solid as a bro can get, you raise the very definition of brodom to new heights. You’re like a brogle, soaring to the farthest reaches of the atbrosphere. Seriously. If it weren’t for you and your extreme brobility to hook a bro up when it is most croosh, I’d have been stuck in some bitch-ass seat, cramped all in the corner with a bunch of bitch-asses, bro. But you stepped up. You brovercame all obstacles to help a bro out. This is the kind of shit that makes bros for life.
Brody, I was so stoked when you told Gina to go eat a fat one after she asked if she could have your other ticket, even though you knew you could probably get a pretty deese HJ from her. Bros before hos, bro. That’s what I’m talking about.
You are the king of all bros. Brotankhamen. You are the Ayatollah Bromeini. You are Broseidon, lord of the brocean.
But this is just one of many times you’ve fallen on a grenade for me, brozo. Who took the blame when I broke Skeeter’s bong and fucking Skeeter was all fucking pissed? You, bro. Who was the first to bro up and carry that fucking keg of Killian’s up four flights of stairs for Duke’s surprise party? You, bro. Who was the only Bromo sapien on the planet to tell me he thought the brand-new rims on my F-350 were the shit even though everyone else was all, like, fucking not that excited about them? Bro, you know it was you. You’re my broheim supremo, bro, and don’t you ever forget it.
I’m so fucking glad we’re bros, bro!
I’ve long admired your absolute broficiency in all things bro-related, and the way you’ve always carried yourself in a brofessional manner. I consider you a brole model. When I was new in this town, you took me under your wing and showed me the bropes. And I will always preesh that. Not only did you school me in proper brotocol, but you were a spiritual leader, a confidant, and, more importantly, a bro. You taught me how to be true to my inner bro and to bros around me. You are a real bro. Not a fake bro, like those other douches. I hate fake bros, bro. Faux breaux. Fuck that. No, really, bro…you’re practically a bro-ther to me.
Look at you, blasting in like Rambro and firing off your launcher like nobrody’s business, bro. Serious Brotosaurus Rex action. Brodius Maximus. I’m not big on labels, but you, more than any of the wiggers, bitches, goth chicks, dorks, homos, or Mexicans I know, are absolutely beyond rebroach.
In fact, your brotitude is so brossential that, in many ways, you are the ultimate brototype: You sprung out of the brotean ooze at the very broment of creation, unformed, unmolded, and became the ultimate bro, more powerful than any who came brofore. I don’t fear your power, bro, but I respect it. And I will always brobey it.
Brosemite Sam. Potassium Bromide. Brobi Wan Kenobi. Brover Norquist.
Like Broseph Stalin, you are leading the way to the dictatorship of the broletariate. It is truly revbrolutionary. Like the Bro v. Wade of our generation. You brobliterate the enemy from the very peak of Mt. Brolympus. That’s some shit. That’s brolific. But that’s the kind of bro you are.
Bro-S.A.! Bro-S.A.! I’m so pumped right now! Bro-S.A.!
You are the epitome of bro, in every brossible way, and that’s the Bro’s honest truth, bro. I may have a bropensity for broverstatement, but this no mere hyperbrole: You are 100 brocent, absbrolutely the broest. Brotally.
I wish I had the words to describe what a good friend you are, dude.
so when does CDCB rise to fill the void created by the collapse of the big guys? I’m ready.
LOL I printed it out and am going to give it to some of the fggts I work with and tell them its how I became so rad.
mmm…cocaine and dead cat bounces.
We would be having a field day this week.
this is why we cant have nice things EVER
whats this about cocaine filled dead cats?
Speaking of what are you bouncing? Im scared
sry i started it
CDCB investments. Our future hedge fund. Cocaine and dead cat bounces. Seems to be a flawless business model to me.
and I’m going to buy AIG if it hits $3. They have enough internationally that they will get through this.
I’m leaving -karma for this whole thread
Werent they under $3 right at ope? Meh no play for me I have to go to a sexual harassment class all morning. :rolljerk:
LOL
-Karma 09-16-2008 09:32 AM Oh Look, A Red Square -ZOMG
+Karma 09-16-2008 09:26 AM You’re Soo Fucking Cool
-Karma 09-16-2008 09:13 AM -jesus
:picard:
:lol:srsly?
POZD U BRO-evolve
YOU COME AN BROoooOOOOOooOOOOO
BRO’ing is easy if you fggts are like my dreams
pozed up and bleeeeeeddiing
Dude, get in early. You could be the next Patrick Bateman. Mass murder completely optional, but encouraged.