Term of endearment similar to "dude" or "man"

Usage examples of bro.

Langeron and Yekaterininskaya streets, directly opposite the huge Fankoni Cafe where stockbrokers and grain merchants in Panama hats sat at marble-topped tables set out right on the pavement, Paris-style, under awnings and surrounded by potted laurel trees, the cab in which Auntie and Pavlik were travelling was all but overturned by a bright-red automobile driven by the heir to the famous Ptashnikov Bros, firm, a grotesquely bloated young man in a tiny yachting cap, who looked amazingly like a prize Yorkshire pig.

Bros stood looking at Seg with his arms crossed, hands clutching his arms.

Bros indicated a conference room and with a gesture invited Seg to precede him into it.

Bros withdrew his credit chip from the meter and dragged Seg out of the ground-car by his sleeve.

When the Sendee at last tottered in on the arm of the young woman Bros had sent to fetch et, et instantly reverted to bouncing youth.

But they were all bitchen bros permanently stoked on each other, brewski, and ripping surf.

Lo Manto asked, sitting on the edge of the bed, gazing down at his bromer.

For her, the chance to visit historical homes and handle valuable antiques made working for Markis Bros.

But they were all bitchen bros permanently stoked on each other, brewski, and ripping surf.

Brota loomed above them all in her wind-rippled crimson, Tomiyano was a silent audience on the fringes in a brown breechclout, and Wallie himself, huge in blue.

Brooks Bros, tropical suit and cocked his feet on the desk and grinned at the innocent bottle slyly He locked his arms behind his head and settled back hopefully to wait for that Chicago stupid Jew lawyer son of a bitch Ross to come in.

Meanwhile Vanka Klyuchnik wiped the counter with a flourish and swept the wet kopek with the eagle on it into a tin box which once had held Krakhmalnikov Bros, lozenges.

But there he was, rather larger than life on account of his great size, wearing his morning coat as though he were in the habit of doing so frequently--and it was certainly not hired from Moss Bros, Beatrice reflected as she glided slowly past the pew, for it fitted to perfection.

The bartender pointed and said a few words to her and Joat turned to look at Bros.

Which is just the way I like things, thank you very much, Bros Sperin!