Broetry

It probably won’t come as much of a surprise to you to learn that I hate bros. With their Sperry Topsiders, obnoxious pink Lacoste polo shirts with the collars flipped, and Widespread Panic tickets. And if I hear “Don’t Stop Believing” shittily sung at karaoke one more time, I will jump up on stage and strangle the singer with the microphone wire.

That said, there is one thing that I recently discovered that looks kind of hilarious and it’s called Broetry. Continue reading