My chest tattoo
What started out as a joke at the expense of meat heads everywhere ultimately evolved, not only from the joke’s conception, but simultaneously forwards and backwards across time, independent of the joke itself, effectively creating an entity all its own. An entity encompassing the English language, secret societies, and artistic challenges. I am, of course, referring to the BroSnake.
Initially a more testosterone infused variation of the term Broheim or Broseph, but not as annoyingly playful as Baked Brotato, BroSnake was already a mainstay at frat houses across the country by the new millennium. In fact, some would argue that it’s moment had come and gone by the time it was popularized as a mock salutation to illicit wrath. It was dead before it even began in that ramshackle Manhattan production office, but like Christ before it, its demise was a necessity for rebirth.
The birth of the BroSnake
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counselor, BroSnake.
An intrepid few took it upon themselves to preserve this message, to chronicle the history of the Sacred Order and pass its legacy on for generations to come. They can be identified by the telltale amulet of silver hung from around the neck, and a mischievous snake-like gleam in the eye.
BroSnake: the early years
Signs and miracles began to appear where there had previously been none. Sometimes in the most obvious of places. Were they there all along? Or are they further proof that the BroSnake is not subject to the psychical laws of time and space? Skeptics remain, but it was the discovery of That Most Sacred Relic by a zealous young acolyte that truly cemented the significance of the BroSnake. A website, where there previously had been none, and where there is none again. BroSnake.com.
As quickly as it was there, it was gone. It is not known why or how. But That Most Sacred Relic resurfaces from time to time, to inspire the faithful. It’s most recent appearance, which is most definitely NOT SAFE FOR WORK, CHILDREN, ANIMAL LOVERS, VEGETARIANS, LUMBERJACKS, PRUDES, SEPTUAGENARIANS, SOME OCTOGENARIANS, PREGNANT WOMEN, WOMEN IN GENERAL, FRUSTRATED ARTISTS, SOCIAL WORKERS, BEE KEEPERS, ASIAN DIPLOMATS, AND THOSE HIGH ON PCP, can be found HERE.
Don’t say we didn’t warn you.
