Below is the worst reader-submitted content of the week in the form of ten TFM’s, 20 photos, and three videos. Names have been omitted to protect the guilty, but God sees all shame. Have yourself a weekend.
Slapping nuts with your boy while you tag team somethin’ nice. TFM.
We are anti-slapping nuts here.
When she starts giving you a beej to wake you up but she weighs 160 so you remain fake asleep. TFM.
Big girls need love too man don’t take it down if you can’t handle the morning after.
Having never cooked a meal of food for myself in my entire life. TFM.
You’re going to starve in the real world.
Getting arrested for sexually harassing the family housekeeper over Christmas break. TFM.
Leave Rosalinda alone, you animal.
When you didn’t study for your final so instead of taking it you bring a lighter to class and just torch that bitch up. TFM.
I’m fairly certain you’re going to have to retake that class.
Only being able to achieve climax via prostate massage. TFM.
You sir, are sick in the head.
Using small sewing scissors to carefully trim the hairs around your B-hole. TFM.
That sounds extremely dangerous.
You haven’t lived until you’ve jerked off to your own goldfish on acid. TFM.
Is goldfish slang for something or are you literally jacking it to a pet goldfish in a bowl?
They told me I wouldn’t frat. They told me I couldn’t shine top-tier. I’m still here, geeds. Frat on. TFM.
We’d appreciate it if you didn’t send shit like this in anymore.
Not many things scare me, but I’ll tell you what, I’m terrified of squirrels. Those little rabid sons of bitches will getcha. They’ll getcha. TFM.
I don’t even know anymore.
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