Many years (and deflowered virgins) ago, when BroDude was just a BroYouth:
BroDad: I didn't raise no queer did I?
BroDude: Fuck no Dad.
BroDad: Then why weren't you spying at your sister in the shower?
BroDude: She's my sister Dad! I can't peek at my naked sister no matter how curvaceous and soapy she might be.
BroDad: I'm going to teach you an important lesson today Son.
BroDude: Is it finally time for me to learn how to skin a dawg with a straight razor blade?
BroDad: No son.
BroDude: Are you finally going to teach me how to shoot a bullet so that it splits in half and individually pierces each of a mans testicals?
BroDad: No son. Today I teach you an important fact. There are no wives. There are no sisters. There are no cousins. There are just bitches, and bitches get fucked.
Swirly mists clear like the mists of time clearing from a flashback leaving BroDude gazing off whistfully into the distance, a distance full of fucked up assholes lying on the battlefield in the fetal position, all nutless.
From behind, Chicken comes ungainfully running over the hill, pulling his pants up with a giant awkward grin on his face.
Chicken: BroDude! BroDude! I finally did it! I fucked a virgin! I'm not a virgin anymore!
BroDude: She said she was a virgin? How old was she?
Chicken: 22. Why?
BroDude: Cause there's only two kinds of bitches. Virgins, and Bitches over 18. Trust me, if she was over 18, I already totally hit that.