Bromance.
I don't really know what this concept is. I feel, however, that if "bromance" was a pliable substance stretched liked putty or clay, the result would (metaphorically) resemble a goateed gentleman wearing a fitted baseball cap backwards screaming "NO HOMO" right before he goes down on a guy playing Madden on Xbox. Fortunately, there is no such substance so you can do whatever you want with the provided mental image. You're welcome.
Bromance is beauty. Bromance is friendship carried to the every extreme until you can't stand it anymore and you have to hug him, and tell you you love him and that you want to spend the rest of your life talking to him because you're the same person. Except one of you is shorter and one of you is taller, and one of you is fat and one of you is skinny. Bromances don't last very long. And they seem like a silly subject, I know, but they exist. And they are one of life's great blessings, to find yourself, reflected in another man.
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