Despite its rapid proliferation around the Web, I’ve never written about the Bros Icing Bros phenomenon because it never made its way to TV in any memorable way. I also never wrote about it because I thought it was stupid, and I informed my friends that if they tried to ice me I would attack them with the bottle. Except I probably wouldn’t. I’m a dick, but even I draw the line at assaulting my friends for playing a good-natured prank on me.
Thankfully, Daniel Tosh has writers that he can assault for comedic purposes. Man, I wish I had writers. You can really treat those guys like crap. *reads comments, cries*
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Icing is for bros and hipsters. The groups are merging.
Fear not, Uff, I will never ice another brah. Especially a fellow GloMo.
But we can still burrito bros right?
Whatever, you just don’t appreciate my writing. My mother called me a modern day Shakespeare. Granted, I have a lot of facial hair and she couldn’t read, but still.
*Weeps*
Wait, where the hell did he find a Zima?
Thank you sir- just sent this link out as a warning to my friends for the upcoming weekend festivities.