Ten real submissions, 20 photos, and two videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Only boning broads with the initials TFM. TFM.
That’s really going to limit you. How many chicks do you know named Tiffany Francesca Margarita? Holy shit that chick I just made up chick sounds hot.
Leaving a party and ripping off the door handle to show everyone how fucking swole you are. TFM.
The roided up psycho who rips off the doorknob on the way out. Everybody knows THAT guy.
2 whores in my bed, 1 horse on my shirt. TFM.
Possibly the douchiest submission we’ve ever received.
Having PTSD from the amount of COD I’ve been playing. TFM.
PTSD from COD, LOL. TFM.
Fingering 5 girls within a 2 hour span. TFM!
Take it easy, chief. There are plenty of females to go around. No need to go on a finger-banging spree.
Giving her cab fare that consists of a poo dollar. The poo came from her ass while I was fucking it. TFM.
Alright, this is getting out of hand.
Getting cut off financially from your rich ass frat dad because you simply rage too hard, and study too little. TFM.
Wow. Your “rich ass frat dad?” Wow. Fuck you.
The mid-blowjob look on Slam #2 when she realizes you’re talking on the phone making plans with Slam #1. TFM.
Seems like a bad idea to piss someone off when your member is in their mouth.
Being the Pavarotti of fratting. TFM.
Didn’t want to go with a normal comparison? Maybe “the Michael Jordan of fratting?” No? Pavarotti?
Spending all winter combing and applying conditioner to the frat tail in order to unleash it on campus come spring. TFM.
His rat tail. He’s going to unleash his rat tail, which he calls his “frat tail,” which he has been conditioning and shampooing all winter.
That’s the face of a man who dominates bitches.
He’s going too hard. Someone tell him to go softer.
It appears she was over-served, and her bladder was overfilled.
I want to haze these goobers so fucking bad right now.
Yeah, The Jedi Path will help you get laid.
What the shit?
Corporate logos on rush shirts. TFM.
I like the sassy little bitch on the right.
Fuck yeah, thumbs up!
It’s not as bad as it looks.
Seems like an inappropriate beer pong setup.
They didn’t eat for a week before this photo shoot.
Now that’s a nice set of rush boobs.
I would respectfully decline their invitation to play ultimate frisbee.
Puking out of your dick. TFM.
Is that thing on the left a mask of 35-year-old Tommy Pickles on meth?
Emilio Estevez would not approve.
Couch pissers are the worst kinds of people.
A Fraternity Snowball Fight:
Somehow even lamer than I knew it would be.
Delta Tau Delta Call Me Maybe:
Seriously? How bored do you have to be to make a “Call Me Maybe” video at this point? That trend has been dead for a loooong time.
Probably The Weirdest Chaser We’ve Ever Used To Wash Down The Failure:
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