Getting high and just being at peace with the world and everyone in it. Generally accompanied by texts saying "God bless us, everyone!". May also include cravings for nachos and holiday funfetti cakes.
I thought you hated that bitch?" "Dude, I'm in bromode, I love everyone.
Somebody who only works out his arms and neglects everything else. Unproportional/Unaesthetic fitness people whose main goal is to impress others with their big arms. These people are in full-on bromode.
John: You know what I like about all those bromodes in our gym? The power-rack is usually empty. No waiting time when you want to do squats!
Jim: Yeah man, gotta love them curlbros.
5 minutes later
Jim: DUDE WHAT THE FUCK I CAN'T DO MY SQUATS BECAUSE ONE OF THEM BROMODE ASSHOLES IS USING THE SQUAT RACK FOR HIS INCLINE CURLS.
John: I CAN'T DO BENCHPRESS BECAUSE THERE'S A FUCKING CURLBRO SITTING ON THE FUCKING BENCH DOING CONCENTRATION CURLS, WAT THE FUK MAN.
Jim: FUUUUUUUUU
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2million.