Shooter

I'm at a cross roads. Upon walking an innocent hallway the other day and creeping on some freshman's conversations, I hit an enlightenment jackpot. After months of using and abusing the word, I think it's safe to say that I am now sick of "Bro". This is partly my fault, as I turned something sacred (The Bro Code) and watered it down to a peasant greeting for piss ant pre-pubescent pricks. No more "BROOOOO!", no more "Bro?" and certainly no more "BRA!". While I still have lingering feelings for the word, I feel like its run its course, served its purpose, and needs to slowly die(Much like Carlos Mencia). So long old friend...