You can also call it a 'bro.'
It snowed? The hell you say! John and Joel discuss what they did while trapped at home and trying to avoid going batshit insane. (One of them played Wii non-stop, drank like an Irishman and got laid repeatedly. The other ate the hundreds of cookies his mother baked until he grew bosoms. I won’t tell you who was who. Because I have to leave to buy a manzier.) As if that weren’t enough, John Mayer’s Playboy interview, which cements his place in the douche bag hall of fame, is dissected like a turd that contains a diamond you accidentally swallowed.
Papa’s Basement 2-13-10 ft. Joel
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