His last note to Mr. Crystal, who had gone away to business school, said, "I love you bro bro broski bro bro.
Yes, Leeroy Jenkins – the chicken-loving bro who (supposedly) ruined a raid on World of Warcraft by running, kamikaze style, into the battle area early, much to the chagrin of a bag of nerdish, unimpressed paladins and warriors – somehow happened ten years ago.
Yes, Leeroy Jenkins the chicken-loving bro who (supposedly) ruined a raid on World of Warcraft by running, kamikaze-style, into the battle area early, much to the chagrin of a bag of nerdish, unimpressed paladins and warriors somehow happened ten years ago.
"But I love you, bro!" Nakusii rejoined, tightening his grip.
"Love you, bro," scrawled a sister from California on a care package to Ramadi, Iraq.
The questions it asks are at once simple and disarming: if you love your bro, why don't you sleep with him?
"I love you, bro," Nakusii said, wrapping his arms around Shameek and pinning him on a couch in the living room of their Bronx apartment.
Star Trek Beyond gives fans Christmas in July by marooning the science officer and chief surgeon together on a planet, affording them plenty of time to gripe and moan at each other (and basically say "I love you, bro" without using those exact words).
