We all need our guy time, right?
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You, sir, just gained my respect. Best game ever. Now I seriously want to see that in real life...Generator said:
I've never had anything close to a party. The closest thing is four people with a RISK board, 24 (or more) beers in the fridge, and possibly a movie on the go. Usually, I'm the only girl at such gatherings, but as I said, occasionally I get time with awesome lesbian friends. No discrimination is made in choosing with whom I hang, it just depends on who's free when I feel like being social.Furburt said:
None of the guys I know actually try to be manly. Two are bi, one's ambiguous, and the other's straight. The only time any of them pretend to be manly is for shits and giggles. Also, I totally agree that gay guys make awesome company. When they're too flamboyant, they get annoying, but the ones I know are just the right level of flamboyancy.Shanannara said:
Jeez, this makes me almost seem social. Then you factor in the fact that I have two friends, three cohorts (people I'll go out of my way to see, but are not FRIENDS per se), and the rest are acquaintainces (if they're around, ie: school, I'll spend a bit of time with them, but don't go out of my way to be with them), and that I see approximately one friend per four months. After those two things, the schizoid qualities become obvious. As much as I do like hanging out with people now and then, being alone is best most of the time.
well during lunch in school my friends and I sit a the lunch table and just talk about the most random things relating to video games, comedy, and anything that can be considered 'Epic'
we call ourselves "The Brotherhood".
we call ourselves "The Brotherhood".
You sir.w@rew0lf said:Of course we need our time for manliness! When else are we gonna grow chest hair, do retarded shit and talk about the many inexplicable erections of the day. Need me to take out the garbage? Man time. Want me to sit around and listen about how your day went? Sorry, Man Time. Want to have vigorous sex to celebrate your promotion? To bad Babe, Man Tim..Fuck you guys! I'll be right there honey!
[sub]Bros before hoes. Creating more virgins everyday.[/sub]
We men may be simple creatures. Gunshots, explosions and laser robot dinosaurs may leave us slack-jawed for due to sheer badassery and men named Dick Hardas-Steel may be heralded with a complimentary beers and envied by all while receiving fist-taps for having such an awesome name. Seriously that is a pretty fucking badass name right there. Just imagine for one second, your name being Dick Hardas-Steel.
[sub]The condom for people named Dick Hardas-Steel.[/sub]
But we as men should be celebrated for our simplicity! Our cut and dry view of the whole is matched by no other creature! Our Neanderthal social code should be adored for its straightforwardness! So yes I say! Celebrate ourselves as men! Wear that jockstrap with your head held high! Don't cover that still completely inexplicable erection! Pop it with pride! For you are the man!
[sub]The man easily controlled by this. But still. The man.[/sub]
My Afterword to all this brillant tripe:
[sub]Just don't do the erection poppin' thing around other dudes. Unless it is your dream to join these guys.[/sub]
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Does anyone actually understand any of this? And did anyone else experience the urge to kill themselves while reading it?rt052192 said:
To answer your questions, half and yes. It has to be a joke. It just has to. Well, in keeping with that style, I'll write my post like it, too.Sonofadiddly said:
My typical bro sesh involves hangin out at a brohome, playin NHL 10 on the bro-station bro, or watchin hockey, and drinkin brewskis. Or goin out with the bros and catchin a bro-flick and eatin at some place that serves Heinies and MDG. We haven't done that in a while but its hella fun. My bros are just too busy with skoozies.
One long-winded story about one of my former roommates, who is both a douche, and a complete slob, comin' right up.
When one of my roommates first moved in, we would have long sessions of just talking to each other about whatever came to mind. Our pasts, our goals, mixed martial arts (which I got him into, but unfortunately he didn't stick with it) random humour, and other such stuff.
One of my other roommates, who was pretty much the embodiment of a stereotypical gay guy, chastized us for "not going out and being social." I had no idea what the hell he was talking about, because I get out plenty. Usually to go to boxing, or jiujitsu, or rock climbing, or just going for a run. When I tried to explain this to him, he told me that I needed to "go out and mingle with people," by which he meant "go out to a bar and get wasted." Apparently if you're in college and nightclubs aren't really your thing, there's something wrong with you, and you're some kind of antisocial shut-in, because other social hobbies somehow don't count. Or some shit like that.
Anywho, these arguments between me and my douchebag roommate would never see any closure, because he would just tell me to get drunk and make small talk with random people (who have no interest in talking to me), at which point he'd go into his room and shut the door.
Me and my cool roommate both disliked our douchebag roommate. He was also a complete slob, leaving messes that were completely disgusting even by college student standards. Not a day would go by without him leaving some food stain on the kitchen table or stove, or garbage lying around on the floor, or a pile of rice under the microwave (a real WTF moment right there). Fortunately, he left about a month ago, and we cleaned all the shit he left behind.
When he left, it was like one of those moments in a game where there's this place where the lakes are all dried up, and the trees are dead, and then you go in and kill the big bad boss and suddenly the trees come back to life, and the lakes are flowing with water again. My cool roommate and I joked about the apartment "being purged of food stains and garbage and restored to cleanliness, now that the Lord of Filth is gone."
One of my other roommates, who was pretty much the embodiment of a stereotypical gay guy, chastized us for "not going out and being social." I had no idea what the hell he was talking about, because I get out plenty. Usually to go to boxing, or jiujitsu, or rock climbing, or just going for a run. When I tried to explain this to him, he told me that I needed to "go out and mingle with people," by which he meant "go out to a bar and get wasted." Apparently if you're in college and nightclubs aren't really your thing, there's something wrong with you, and you're some kind of antisocial shut-in, because other social hobbies somehow don't count. Or some shit like that.
Anywho, these arguments between me and my douchebag roommate would never see any closure, because he would just tell me to get drunk and make small talk with random people (who have no interest in talking to me), at which point he'd go into his room and shut the door.
Me and my cool roommate both disliked our douchebag roommate. He was also a complete slob, leaving messes that were completely disgusting even by college student standards. Not a day would go by without him leaving some food stain on the kitchen table or stove, or garbage lying around on the floor, or a pile of rice under the microwave (a real WTF moment right there). Fortunately, he left about a month ago, and we cleaned all the shit he left behind.
When he left, it was like one of those moments in a game where there's this place where the lakes are all dried up, and the trees are dead, and then you go in and kill the big bad boss and suddenly the trees come back to life, and the lakes are flowing with water again. My cool roommate and I joked about the apartment "being purged of food stains and garbage and restored to cleanliness, now that the Lord of Filth is gone."
Why thank you. It really was a pretty interesting match; every time one of us went to the bathroom, the rest would get into some incredibly suggestive position, and then ask, with a straight face, "What?" when the person returning from the bathroom started laughing/giving a weird look/ etc.KimberlyGoreHound said:
By the way, completely off-topic, but every time I see someone who's on probation, I just can't help but to see why. And let me just say that you, without a doubt, have the absolute most awesome reason for being put on probation. Period.
I kinda had one recently. Me and 3 friends all spent the night at one of our houses and stayed up all night playing Rock Band 2 and Unreal Tournament 3. 'Twas a good night, but I wouldn't consider it a "bro moment".
Personally I have no desire for "girl time" I have maybe one or two female friends I talk to. I didn't know any girls who liked the same things I did. I could care less about shoes, fashion, or the latest gossip. I think that is why I had mostly male friends.
I would never seriously call my friends "bro," but the sentiment remains. You've gotta have those nights when you're just with your best friends, no one else.
I totally approve of that game you play with your friends. Totally sounds like something the people I know would do. If someone falls asleep, you should take off your pants (leave your underwear, unless you're REALLY ballsy), and lay beside them, with your face right up to theirs. When they wake up, ask "what'cha doin'"?Generator said:
Thanks for the words on my probation post. At least 6 people have told me it's amazing. Totally worth it.
Wow, that was even less understandable than the original post. This "bro" language could be its own distinct dialect. The next logical step would then of course be to exile them to some island somewhere and name it "Australia 2."Sturmdolch said:
I think guy time is a must. I go on "man-dates" with my friend, where you don a suit or jacket, grab some food, have a couple drinks and BS for a couple hours. And of course sitting around [or doing whatever] with a bunch of your bros... good times.
When guys can talk to each other as men, thats when realtalk happens. Also, its usually about 3 in the morning.Suki the Cat said:
Yes, all the time.
Most of the time it's just me and another one of my guy friends. We rarely all get together in a big group, but when we do it's am awesome time.
Most of the time it's just me and another one of my guy friends. We rarely all get together in a big group, but when we do it's am awesome time.