Ten real submissions, 20 photos, and one video that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Starting a “U-S-A!” chant after your brother blows a .06 at a DUI check point. TFM.
You might as well.
Hitler taking 18 days to conquer Belgium while the US does it in 90 minutes. TFM.
We were tied after 90 minutes. And lost.
Smoking cigarettes by the playground on breaks during your summer lifeguarding job. TFM.
What in the hell does this have to do with anything?
Referring to someone who adds “fr” to the beginning of too many words as a “fraggot.” TFM.
I’m good with this.
I pulled into the driveway and realized no cars were there. I was really excited and screamed, “Fuck yes, mom’s not home!” She was driving me. I was that high. TFM.
Maybe lay off the reefer for a while, chief.
Coming back from a family vacation in the Bahamas with a sunburn, hangover, and a bad case of AIDS. TFM.
I would say, overall, that could be considered an unsuccessful vacation.
The police report specifically addressing the color and smell of your urine after you get arrested for peeing in a stripper’s butt. TFM.
Some of you people are seriously disturbed.
Making out with each and every pledge so that you can call them gay. TFM.
Sounds like a really solid chapter you’ve got going there.
Saw a bro heading to his room with two bitches, so I asked what he was up to. His reply: “Making slamwiches.” TFM.
None of this shit happened you’re just playing Halo by your fucking self and you know it.
Sperry’s. Check. Nattys. Check. Hot bitches. Check. Koozies. Check. Drugs. Check. Being the fucking man all the time. Check. TFM.
Being the definition of an ass clown. Check.