Bro-mance
Bro-Mance is alive and well at Magnolia Cafe in Austin Texas. I stopped by there yesterday morning for eggs and toast. I had decided to take the day off and do some stuff and thought that my two mile exercised warranted eggs and toast.
It was about 6:15 am, but the place began to rapidly fill with men. Old men, young men, men in shorts and t-shirts, men in suits. They all sat together and began to ....well confide in one another. It was a bit disturbing. The guys in the booth behind me were talking about relationships. One guys was clearly asking the other's council about his marriage. Four other guys were just talking about life. Another two guys in the corner were in hushed tones. It was just a bit strange. Apparently, not unlike the the elephant's graveyard, there is a secret place that men take their manhood to die and replace it with all the insecurities that women display in public.
I left thinking, if I want this type of bro-mance I can get the same at the local hair parlor.
Bro-Mance is alive and well at Magnolia Cafe in Austin Texas. I stopped by there yesterday morning for eggs and toast. I had decided to take the day off and do some stuff and thought that my two mile exercised warranted eggs and toast.
It was about 6:15 am, but the place began to rapidly fill with men. Old men, young men, men in shorts and t-shirts, men in suits. They all sat together and began to ....well confide in one another. It was a bit disturbing. The guys in the booth behind me were talking about relationships. One guys was clearly asking the other's council about his marriage. Four other guys were just talking about life. Another two guys in the corner were in hushed tones. It was just a bit strange. Apparently, not unlike the the elephant's graveyard, there is a secret place that men take their manhood to die and replace it with all the insecurities that women display in public.
I left thinking, if I want this type of bro-mance I can get the same at the local hair parlor.
