Ten real submissions, 19 photos, and three videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
The other day, this dumb sloot told me she wanted me to take her on my dad’s jet and go to one of our vacation houses (we have like 5). I promised I would take her if we boned. After I laid pipe like the old money fratstar that I am, I said, “Sike bitch, get out!” and put in a horseshoe dip. Guess you could say I “shoplifted the poon.” TFM. #sorryimnotsorry #cantstop #wontstop
A poetic tale of deception and lust.
Sometimes I have difficulty entering buildings because I always pull. TFM.
Think about it for a second. You’ll get it.
Telling a condescending pledge to kiss your ass…and then making him physically kiss your hairy ass with his lips. TFM.
Gross, man. Just weird and unnecessary.
What my knock-off Sperrys lack in authenticity, they make up for in beer and blood stains. TFM.
Well if your Sperrys aren’t stained with the blood of the innocent then you aren’t fratting hard enough.
I like my girls like my whiskey. 12 years old and always with Coke. TFM.
Terribly unoriginal and terrible in general.
Not having a fake ID but having an ID with misleading information. TFM.
Like your ID classifies you as a male, but you’ve since had a sex change and are, in fact, a female?
Knowing your smarter than everyone on campus despite your GPA. TMF.
Yelling, “Get this guy a beer!” after a brother accomplishes something not very difficult. TFM.
It’s funny because he doesn’t really deserve props but you’re acting as if he accomplished something great!
Yelling, “Get this guy a Mike’s Hard!” when a brother is acting like a GDI. TFM.
It’s funny because Mike’s Hard is jokingly referred to as the beverage of choice for non-fraternity folks!
My slampiece was complaining about her knees so I gave her an Ole Miss shirt and she started sucking again. TFM.
That’s a low blow. No pun intended. Actually, pun intended. I changed my mind.