BAI LING IS DEAD TO ME [THE CONCLUSION]

In case you need a re-cap:
Bai Ling
Bai Ling Part One
Bai Ling Part Two
Bai Ling Mixtape Volume 1


Here it is. The end of a truly epic saga. One for the ages. So the anonymous Bro went to the bar to meet his one and only Bai Ling. A myspace asian fem-bot who was constructed out of pure Bro-genius. Bringing a mix tape with him, the anonymous victim...i mean Bro- was hoping that the sounds would help him get laid. He was a bit surprised to see a couple fellow bro's outside the exact same bar he was to meet Bai Ling. "Dudes, when we go inside i'm gonna pretend that i don't know you, cause I don't want her to think I came here with a bunch of guys." No problem.

Nervous. Pre-Entry. Mixtape in hand.
Confused. No girl in sight. 8 Bro's drinking brews instead. Breaking it to the Bro that Bai Ling does not exist.
No Way!! Pure, unfiltered surprise/ repressed rage.

Damn. Bro Proceeding to drink away the pain of losing all possibilities of sex with a complete creepy stranger who doesn't speak english, may be a serial killer and was obviously 100% fictional.
The pain. I think I loved her man.

And for all you out there who think this was a cruel, cruel joke. It was only done to teach a lesson. There are serious creeps on myspace. Watch your back. And so ends the tragedy of Bai Ling. Her name will live forever in the world of Bros.