When
1 Bro (or in some cases multiple Bros) embark upon a mission, or a
journey--perhaps even a walkabout--wherein at the end of this outing there will be a second Bro (#2). Bro #2 may or may not have knowledge of Bro #
1'
s quest; it is irrelevant. Also: does not necessarily have to be an epic odyssey; a pilgrimage of sorts. It can merely be a ten minute car ride for Bro #
1 to your local Dunkin Donuts--where said Bro #2 works. Or, a bike ride across the street from Bro #
1's house where said Bro #2 is in his garage with a
blunt and a lighter; in waiting. Bro #2 does not have to be the sole purpose of Bro #
1's travels--but, if there is a Bro #2 involved in the final stage of events--then that Bro #
1 is indeed BROBOUND.
~also see Hobound~
Little Timmy was indeed brobound; traversing the glacial fields, skipping over narwhals walruses and other Arctic life, he would do whatever necessary to get back to the S.S. Sea-ship and Captain
Jimmy.
Brobound,
Louis accelerated the Jeep to 90mph. For there was a massive
rage/rave to be held in a newly constructed house, yet to be taken of the market.
Louis new the best of ragers were held in the best of unsold properties, and this was indeed a "location location location".
Louis also knew that his chums Chad and Bistro were hosting this jamboree--fueling his tenacious embers a non-quantifiable amount more.
J: "
Dude, where is Peter?"
k: "i
don't know man..i think he went with Julio to that party at Umass."
J: "dammit man, why didn't we go? i know all of our other Bros are there too."
k: "shit bro. you're right. i done fucked this up. we both could have been brobound, just as Peter and Julio are."