If you've been looking at the site regularly during the last couple of months, you've probably noticed how difficult it's been for us to get off of our asses and post. It's gotten to a point in which it's really going to take some groundbreaking shit to get me motivated enough to write (sorry). I think it goes without saying that the bathing suit (boardshorts?) to your right do indeed qualify as groundbreaking shit. Listen, everyone here at BrostonCollege.com is held to a certain fashion standard. We don't set the bar insanely high, but we end up looking unreal anyways, and this is just an example of that fact.
This is the type of purchase that you tell your grandkids about. When I look at these boardshorts do I see a blazing hot article of clothing that's so visually appealing I might seize (which is exactly what they are)? No. What I see is an investment. I invest in this suit for a week in Nantucket. Girls invest in me. It's simple econ, read a fucking book. I'm wearing them right now and I've never looked more fuckable and I've never been so in to myself (and that's saying a lot because we all remember what I looked like in my tux at last year's Boston Winter Ball). Combine every steroid Floyd Landis and Barry Bonds injected to gain an advantage over the competition and you still don't even come close to how unfair these things are going to be on Nobadeer Beach.