Sarah: hey bro my boobs are getting to be a bit much u want them
Carl: yea hand em over but your taking them back in no less than an hour cuz your milkies are HUGEE
Brobies- The bros that handle ur boobs when they're to much
Another awesome "How I Met Your Mother" invention like Barney's "Playbook" for example.
Bib is basically a piece of clothing that is used to protect your clothes from getting stained while eating. Think of it like an apron, but much smaller. It can also be made of plastic.
Brobibs is an idea that Barney "Mr. Awesome" Stinson came up with, after he lost his beloved red tie "Cornelius" by spilling ketch-up on it while eating at the MacLaren's pub.
Barney decided to make brobibs as a consequence of the unfortunate tragedy mentioned above, which would not only protect one's beloved clothing, but also bring about a new lifestyle and fashion.
I got new brobibs today. They are Legen, wait for it... DARY!
Studies show that 83% of awesome people wear brobibs.
Cashier: welcome to Mcdonalds. How may I help you.
Bro 1: We're going into brobesity, so we'd like 36 big macs, 20 large fries.
Bro 2: And 2 DIET Cokes.
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
The Bar came before the movie. It is an awesome bar where the girls know how to party and make you feel okay about giving up your money, drawers, bras, and dignity.
2. Movie
A story about a Jersey girl following her dreams, aided by working at this bar in New York.
3. Situation/Person/Decision
See other definitions - waking up next to someone so ugly you'd rather chew your arm off than wake them up.
1. Yo, Coyote Ugly is my favorite bar! I got whipped, stripped, drunk, and danced on the bar all before 7 o'clock!
2. Hey did you see Coyote Ugly? It actually has a plot!
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.