Ten real submissions, 19 photos, and three videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Chanting “S-E-C! S-E-C!” as Dad’s boardroom gets raided by Feds. TFM.
Show those NF pussy geed Feds who’s frat.
If I was an Indian, my name most likely woulda been Chief Big Dick. TFM.
That, sir, is highly offensive to the Native American people.
Nothing entertains me more than a classic Qwog (Qweef Jog). That’s when your slam runs to the bathroom to get the frat juice you just fratted inside her out. TFM.
You are one disgusting son of a bitch.
Wearing your rival fraternity’s letters as you do your court-ordered introduction as a registered sex offender to new neighbors. TFM.
Good on you. Always be repping. 365 days a year.
When your mom is doing your laundry and she asks why there is a circle imprint worn into your back pocket. Shoot! I’m so screwed, guys. TFM!!!
Oh no, dude! You’re totally gonna get grounded!
Told my bro’s that I hated that and didn’t want to see them ever again. Sike! I love my fucking bro’s! TFM.
Did you eat a lot of paint chips as a kid?
If I was a fratstar in the medieval ages, my name most likely woulda been Sir Cumsalot. TFM.
What is your fucking deal, guy?
Leaving your retainer in while eating your slampiece out just so you can taste that coochie in the morning. TFM.
Some of you have serious psychological and sexual issues.
My dad walking out on my mom when I was 12 because he wanted to pursue a career in street magic and making sea shell necklaces. TFM.
If you grow up to be even half the man he is, you’ll have done it right.
intern fix this fucking website because if it goes down one more fucking time today, I will fly my my ass out to fucking texas just to shove my frock down your whore of a mothers throat and then fuck her so that she can have your baby brother. By the way you worthless piece of shit, I also fucked your slut mom and thats how your worthless ass was born. I am your father. Fuck you.
Alright, well, now we’re done here.