A bro, not just any bro, the realist fucking bro there is. Literally just supplement it for anytime you would say brother, or bro, but only when you truly mean it.
See that dude over there? He’s had my back since day 1, my scrother since the beginning.
A tradional hearty oat-based porridge flavored by sweat produced betwixt a man's leg and scrotum.
A midwestern tradition passed down from decades of plains' settlers, scrotemeal is traditionally made by hanging a bag of oats between the leg and scrotum. The harder the days work, the richer the essence of scrote and consequently the higher quality of scrotemeal.
Lester Figgins,who just won his seventh consecutive blue ribbon for his scrotemeal entry at the Anoka County fair, said the secret to a bold flavor is never showering.
Wade: "Matt, WTF... your lunchbox smells likeball, what gives?!"
Matt: "That's the scrotemeal my Daddy packed me for lunch."
1. Having the unpleasant qualities of the scrotum, including the wrinkliness and flaccid squashiness thereto attributed.
2. Appearing to have the odor of an unwashed nut-sac.
Whilst manipulating the scrotum with your mouth, shake your head back and forth making a "motorboat" engine sound.
It's the male version of the motorboat.
Last night, Janine was circumnaviagting my scrote and then she went crazy and scroterboated me. I may now marry her.