I don’t know whether these fellows are douche-bros or bro-douches. Perhaps they’re brah-dudes, or dude-brahs. Or maybe they’re homie-brosephs. Unfortunately, they aren’t wearing any popped collars in the video. Popped collars are like tree rings. You can cut down a tree, count the growth rings on the stump, and figure out how old a tree is — er, was. You can generally count the popped collars on a broseph to see what fraternity he might qualify for, or what kind of jorts he might purchase in the future. It’s like fingerprints.

So I’m not sure of any of that, but I am sure that jumping over a railing over and over is not parkour, and that hat is not a fedora. So the title “Fedora Tricks and Parkour” might need a little tweaking, dudes-guys. That hat is a trilby, which is right up there with popped collars on the dude-bro checklist of annoying affectations. Word to the (un)wise: Indiana Jones wears a fedora. Kevin Federline wears a trilby. Do the math.

(Sent along by Gerard at American Digest, who has the good sense to wear a porkpie hat, like a normal person would)