Ten real submissions, 19 photos, and three videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Six pack contest with the bros. No beer was involved. TFM.
That sounds the opposite of heterosexual.
Having an “Ariel Castro’s basement” chill-to-pull ratio. TFM.
For anyone who’s wondering, Ariel Castro is the Cleveland kidnapper who held three women in his house for a decade.
The awkward moment when she won’t let you finger her. TFM.
That does sound awkward, but in what way is this a fucking TFM?
Romeo Must Die? More like Romeo Must Frat. TFM.
You’re so witty.
Refusing to use rearview mirrors, because in America we always move forward. TFM.
Dying in a fiery car crash. TFM.
The non-mutual quickie. TFM.
The legal term is “rape.”
Taking a long putter to mini golf. TFM.
You’re going to die of gonorrhea and rot in hell, like Dan Marino.
Paying your lawyer $3,000 to get out of a $250 speeding ticket. TFM.
Seems financially counterproductive.
Already starting to pregame for Spring Break next year. TFM.
This guy calls girls and jokingly invites them to “come over and pre-game SB ’14” and laughs and they hang up and never come over.
Future frat star? Maybe. Future of domestic abuse? Quite possibly. Future reality TV show? Almost defiantly. TFM.
Your genetic pool should be wiped from the face of the Earth.
He got you good, you fucker.
I’m dying to know what that sash says.
Shouldn’t have had SpaghettiOs for breakfast.
A shining example of shaming skills. Simple, yet effective.
This guy makes Joseph ‘Blue’ Palasky look like a bitch.
Not the best ending to the night.
Guy in the chariot must be the king of goobers.
Somethings tells me this guy crushes intramural softball.
Somebody call the bro police, because this here is seconds away from being a bro rape.
Dennis Rodman of the frat game.
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