tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post1833520256382805674..comments2023-06-07T05:49:30.731-04:00Comments on Bros Like This Site: #1 Talking About How Wasted They GotNed's Younger Brotherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10782163509310807317noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-60869385118522102212013-01-19T13:32:26.513-05:002013-01-19T13:32:26.513-05:00So me amd my bros had just left this killer ass pa...So me amd my bros had just left this killer ass party. It was prob gettimg close to 3 330 at this point in the night and we had been poundin em down hard. So my bro comes up to me when we get to this chicks place and hes got a mad case of the drunkies so w get back in the car and head to whataburger. Fuckin if we dont fall asleep in the drive thru line. Seriously am employee had to come out amd tap on our car window to wake our drunk asss up funniest shit ever man we were so wasted Anabitehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12911865730635745190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-89146893927593378042012-01-14T00:46:28.528-05:002012-01-14T00:46:28.528-05:00It was the day before my 18th birthday and my frie...It was the day before my 18th birthday and my friends threw a party for me. I get to the party at 7, and immediately begin to drink.I usually don't drink mix drinks or use chasers but I keep making mix drinks to use as a chaser. I chug vodka, and use a half orange soda, half vodka drink as a chaser. I drink so fast that I black out by 7:30. The next day I put all the pieces together. Later my friends told me that I puked all over myself many times, and even face planted into a pile of my own vomit. Even though I dont remember pretty much the whole night, I know, that I had an awesome time.StorminMorminhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02013267563823043059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-69393743856351262762011-10-23T15:43:58.204-04:002011-10-23T15:43:58.204-04:00Bro's,I'm a Paramedic and despite know how...Bro's,I'm a Paramedic and despite know how to get rid of a hangover i kept it like a badge of honor. needless to say the next morning i puked in the back of my squad while transporting my patient. All over the side door and window. Patient was flipping the fuck out and i just told him last night, i cant even remember last night. He shook his head in disgust and i took it as he just doesnt understand the life i live.Bromanchuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13956001348722333450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-56260149996715304662011-06-18T18:38:08.179-04:002011-06-18T18:38:08.179-04:00Less thinking, more drinking!Less thinking, more drinking!Bros before Hosnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-2574564295925879882011-04-20T12:54:04.017-04:002011-04-20T12:54:04.017-04:00got totally fucked up on sunday and knocked myself...got totally fucked up on sunday and knocked myself out doing the wormAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-17384378742319122872011-04-08T11:58:44.016-04:002011-04-08T11:58:44.016-04:00I dont know who created this site, but I'm sta...I dont know who created this site, but I'm starting to wonder if its Charlie Sheen. Who the fuck is more Bro than Charlie Sheen...?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-21121627456326734152011-04-08T02:06:14.516-04:002011-04-08T02:06:14.516-04:00I once woke up to an old toothless man kicking me ...I once woke up to an old toothless man kicking me awake in general population at the Alamacne County Jail. I had thoroughly blacked out the night before and could not figure out what I had done. Like a true BroPro I was still incredibly intoxicated. Had I not still been drunk, it might have rattled me that I was wearing a blue jump suit (which I naturally pissed in) and red sandals. I will always remember that morning and the ride back to campus. I sat Mexican in-between my bail bondsman (smoking Marlboro Reds with the windows cracked a quarter of an inch) and his hooker wife in an old beat up truck. The song "Thats the night that the lights went out in Georgia" was blaring on the radio. Now that I've graduated and have a job in the real world, I miss those exciting brotific morningsAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-25541994224878813752011-04-05T14:19:14.626-04:002011-04-05T14:19:14.626-04:00Best thing to do about hangovers: Kill them with a...Best thing to do about hangovers: Kill them with a nice bottle of ice cold beer as early as you wake up.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-34669891196291316042011-03-08T12:05:09.011-05:002011-03-08T12:05:09.011-05:00I was on a cruise, which was bro as fuck, and it m...I was on a cruise, which was bro as fuck, and it made a stop in Mexico. There was a bar on the beach, so I started slamming beers and shots like you wouldn't believe, then black out by 2:30 in the afternooon. One of my bros told me that I was so polluted that I started yelling at this stupid, hairy fuck in a speedo that he was a useless hairy piece of amphibian shit, and macking on these two hot slampieces at the bar. I got kicked off the beach for being too drunk so with both slampieces in my arms I took a shuttle back to the boat. I wake up in my room with 2 empty bottles of 1800 tequila and both bitches at 8:30pm. We then went to the hot tub for 20 minutes then decide to fuck again. this time with one of their friends. i was fucking 3 girls at the same time While having the meanest hangover of my life. <br />Sincerely,<br />BroUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04088418172646246294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-37751071350565220302011-03-03T03:58:08.369-05:002011-03-03T03:58:08.369-05:00What does bro code say about passing out in the mi...What does bro code say about passing out in the midst of drinking? Chugging a 40 ounce of vodsky while manning the keg. My bros had me so I never touched the groundAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-67902495773407895062011-03-01T16:02:20.568-05:002011-03-01T16:02:20.568-05:00Me and my bro went out to Beantown to visit my sis...Me and my bro went out to Beantown to visit my sister...Immediately upon arrival we ordered two sets of tall boys and pounded them instantly....being the bros that we are, the bartenders started feeding us shots, within an hour we put down at least 8 beers and a half dozen shots...<br /><br />We ended up getting so wasted that got kicked out of every bar in Boston we went to that night as we quoted Good Will Hunting by asking people if they liked apples? and how they liked these apples.<br /><br />Bros are the shit.Dikembe Mutombronoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-2726259195980858462011-02-16T20:55:45.998-05:002011-02-16T20:55:45.998-05:00Nick,
You did start the story with "l...Nick,<br /><br /> You did start the story with "last night" and went on to say "2 weeks later" However, as a bro I have total bro faith in you and believe that you were simply too fucked up to remember when the party actually was. And that is bro. Carry on broAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-59702153418245856352011-02-11T15:06:42.874-05:002011-02-11T15:06:42.874-05:00sounds like that last anonymous poster is a little...sounds like that last anonymous poster is a little bitter cause his pussyass couldn't handle a frats pledging processAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-30319782404941788242011-01-08T14:02:36.350-05:002011-01-08T14:02:36.350-05:00Downed a 20 pack of Canadian, hit the bar, forget ...Downed a 20 pack of Canadian, hit the bar, forget losing terribly at pool, smacked a guy i didnt know in the face infront of Wendys for not giving me a fry, then figured 5am was too early for bed so me and Ty slugged back some Appleton outa the bottle. Kill death ratio in Call of Duty was deep in the negative, but people who take that shit seriously are probably bro haters. Pretty sure we made a dude cry over bluetooth. Great success.Ali G as BROrat... Sexytimehttp://Ali G as BROrat... Sexytimenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-91976113181215746952010-12-30T13:35:48.870-05:002010-12-30T13:35:48.870-05:00As a bro myself, i have to agree with the bro'...As a bro myself, i have to agree with the bro's like to get fucked up blog, I mean that's our life and I'm sure I would enjoy many others. HOWEVER, these fucking frat boy wannabe's and their ghetto ass followers that post their stories, that let's be real...we top on a weekly basis, are legitimately brotarded. I would love to see the status of their brothetic lives 10 years from now when they still refer to girls as slam pieces and bitch ass hoes. Call me a bro hater, but those are not bros. Those are high school rejects that belong to a community college (or wsu) fraternity that couldn't pay a bitch to give them dome.<br /><br />that is my 2 cents, and I would love to individually chop each and every one of their balls off...especially the fuck tards that posted their truly awesome stories of their own - from their chest hair down to their ball fro, they must be fugly.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-50968020436237229222010-12-19T15:21:01.797-05:002010-12-19T15:21:01.797-05:00Bro,
Bro is a state of mind which displays itself ...Bro,<br />Bro is a state of mind which displays itself through various actions, most of which are showcased on this site. Lax is one of the many venues through which bro status is displayed. So while you can't be a lax bro, you can still be bro. But while you're at it, learn to play. Its for the best.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-90721184267690288912010-12-05T22:05:25.933-05:002010-12-05T22:05:25.933-05:00is there a bro-king that could answer a question f...is there a bro-king that could answer a question for me, i dont lax so am i still a bro? i meet all other bro criteria and all my friends lax but i couldntAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-656762965267957052010-12-04T19:12:20.308-05:002010-12-04T19:12:20.308-05:00Last night was the typical average night here at c...Last night was the typical average night here at college. my friends decided to roll molly for a concert but i was like fuck that and sold my share to some dumbass for a 24-pack of coors light. <br />Me and my friend realize we got at most an hour before we have to go down to the concert so we start pounding brews like any self-respecting bro. we then decided this wasnt gonna cut it so I measured 5 shots of tequila into a glass and downed it (great decision) while he took his bottle of Evan Williams to the face in classic bro-style. <br />Needless to say we can barely walk by the time we show up. We find some friends, decide the concert sucks and head to the bar. We split a pitcher, went back and then left for a different bar for vodka and red bulls. <br /><br />We finally get to the concert and im now too fucked up to dance. After the sloppiest dance/concert ive ever been to we head back up to the dorm to rip a bong. from that point the night is a blur-so crossfaded I couldnt see/get into bed. its 7:00 p.m. and my hangover is just wearing off. time to start drinking again!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-80227854559658281532010-11-17T03:03:08.249-05:002010-11-17T03:03:08.249-05:00I'm so fuckin bro, I woke up in jail and found...I'm so fuckin bro, I woke up in jail and found out i got tested a .3 BCA at 7AM after droppin stacks in a bar in Iowa Cityholla@chaboinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-65878946193504390152010-11-15T16:45:45.069-05:002010-11-15T16:45:45.069-05:00So it was my Bro's birthday and i went to visi...So it was my Bro's birthday and i went to visit him at his college. We got fucked up and i ended up spending the night in some girls room who i met at a party. Two days later i got a text from her saying that i pissed in her roommates drawer full of her clothes.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-77679376797368617022010-10-21T21:23:31.677-04:002010-10-21T21:23:31.677-04:00So it was my birthday and me and my Bro's deci...So it was my birthday and me and my Bro's decided to turn into heat seeking shit missiles by putting bottles of Sailor Jerry and Bud Ice to our faces. Once that shit was gone it was time for the bars. We went and pounded car bombs until last call. The next morning I woke up on my Bro's couch, got up and drove home. On the way there was 2 cop cars in the road ahead of me stopping traffic, I was still hammered so I thought it was a checkpoint, but it was 8 in the morning so I was confused. Turns out the road was closed for a bike race, but I still had to talk to the cops and have them tell me the detour. After that I drove the rest of the way home to meet my mom cooking me breakfast because she knew I would be hung over and she knows whats up. After breakfast my Bro's showed up and we all road tripped to a concert 3 hours away. I made it 20 miles down the road before I had to pull over and pull the trigger. The rest of the way was good because we were pounding beers and icing each other in the car the rest of the way.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-90235705369470289242010-10-20T11:38:25.023-04:002010-10-20T11:38:25.023-04:00When i was a senior in high school i got so fucked...When i was a senior in high school i got so fucked up on a wednesday night that the next morning i had to drive my brother to school(still drunk), drive back home, and on the way home pull over at construction site to puke.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-26080733679538600642010-09-13T13:21:37.545-04:002010-09-13T13:21:37.545-04:00Went to my colleges football game, killed jim beam...Went to my colleges football game, killed jim beam with my bros at the dorm to pregame, and one of them brought out his breathalyzer, after realizing we werent fucked up enough we drank a fuckload more and filled water bottles up and started walking to the game. chugged mine on the walk there. woke up at 1 am in my room and my bros told me i had to be helped back to my room cuz i could barely stand. we had a round of high fives and started pounding brews till we went unconscious againAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-2926885919969561852010-08-09T16:16:53.129-04:002010-08-09T16:16:53.129-04:00slammed a magnum of southern comfort and woke up s...slammed a magnum of southern comfort and woke up sitting in my own puke in the passenger seat of my own car being driven by a native american in south tucson. i fucking party.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6728973342074104437.post-84077102947077458522010-07-19T23:54:13.864-04:002010-07-19T23:54:13.864-04:00i have to respectivly disagree with the comment, &...i have to respectivly disagree with the comment, "If you can honestly say you started drinking at like 7:30 AM, you are the fucking man". any real bro looking to gain serious bro-cred will party all night, still be dieseling beers by 730 in the morning, and have to ration the remaining 24 so that you dont have to stop drinking before the beer store opens at 11. it has been done, multiple times, and let me tell you that i have never been so dieseled in my life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com