Jeremy McGuire, 23
Hometown: Katy, Texas
Current City: Katy, Texas
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Although I’ve been pretty critical of recent seasons of Big Brother, I have been thankful that Grodner’s dirty parts don’t get crispy over “bro’s”. Sure, there were some people that thought of themselves as bro’s, but for the most part it was only in their mind. Sorry, Enzo, you weren’t a bro. You were a dope.
This year, I sense a change. Maybe Ms. Kassting has more to do with who we’re seeing. She’s a known UFC groupie, and if there is one “sport” that attracts bro’s, it’s that garbage.
What is a bro, you ask? First off, you have to be a douchebag that rarely wears shirts. And if you do, they are those godawful super-tight Ed Hardy shirts. Let’s go a step farther. Bro’s are the male equivalent of a “whoo-hoo” girl. They have the worst taste in everything – music, movies, pop culture. They admire the Kardashians, even the ugly one. They collect every John Mayer album, except for the blues ones. They believe they’re artsy because they once went to a Phish show.
Jeremy is a bro. Jeremy is a moron.
Jeremy is unemployed, and is “single ready to mingle”. Yes, that was one of his first sentences in the video. “I am planning on a showmance.” That’s his gameplan. Find a slut, hook up with her, and he’ll be on his way to the end. Gross.
The sad thing is that it may work. This is the kind of jackass I’d love to see eliminated the first week, but he probably will hook up with one of the bimbos and last for quite some time. It sickens me to type this, but he probably will be a part of the final five whose ultimate departure will probably occur during a double eviction night.