I do not know why the brosephs bother me so much, but I am instantly frustrated when having to deal with them in any situation. I guess maybe to me they represent living proof of the demise of the US’s focus on education, and a shining example of the laziness epidemic. Perhaps the worst part is the fact that they do not even say “bro” correctly, instead choosing to pronounce it “brah”. Who does that?! Ugh… I am just glad to be on an east coast vacation right now and away from the cesspool of poor language skills, although I do miss my puppies:)

For further reading, I took this from a “bro’s” MySpace page (be warned, I did not correct spelling or grammatical errors) -
definition of a bro: a usually white young male, found commonly in places like san bernardino county in california, as well as orange county. always, without exception, drive big lifted trucks, often white. has the name of their crew or whatever in big white letters on their back window (ie, “skin”, “metal mulisha”. wear: trucker hats off center, plug earrings, sunglasses, wife beater shirt or no shirt, sagging dickies shorts, high black socks, skater shoes or those black corduroy slipper things, have a lot of tatoos of things like stars.
Flatbiller of the Day – a site dedicated to flatbillers, aka bros.
I think the slipper things might be Sanuks?
(I have them in black canvas… most comfortable shoe ever… aight brah?)