Ten real submissions, 20 photos, and two videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Got a blow job in Target after they announced I was in a frat over the intercom. TFM.
“Attention shoppers! The portly gentleman on aisle 4 is in a frat!”
This is how you get into a frat 100% of the time: just shotgun a keg. TFM.
Thanks for that wonderful advice, you Colorado dope-smoking hippie scum.
Yelling “fore!” at an orphanage and you drive by and give them the bird. TFM.
Blowing everyone. TmyexgirlfriendM.
Haha! Your ex is a whore! TgivehermynumberM.
Having the hot ski patrol’s inbred cousin pick her up from your slope side mansion, then proceeding to fuck them both. Why? Because it’s Mon-fucking-tana. TFM.
Montana, so hot right now…Montana.
Being hungover enough to blow your nose and wipe your ass with the same sheet of toilet paper. TFM.
Hygiene is for geeds.
When a bro tells you about something you already read on tfm and then you tell him you already read it on tfm and he says wait you read tfm and i say i do read tfm do you read tfm and hes all like yeah i read tfm and i’m all like bro reading tfm is such a tfm are you in a frat and which one. tfm.
Refusing to use capitalization or commas. tfm.
Getting a 100 dollar bill tattoo on my dick so that my slam can literally blow a 100. TFM.
Whatever floats your boat, freak.
Natty, black chicks, fucking up geeds at the ultimate debate tournament, Bruno Mars, and no condoms for sure a TFM.
You’re all over the place.
When a girl at a trailer park is like “It’s my Uncle Dad’s birfday today” as you nod your head and hand her a drink as you lead her back to your house to bang. TFM.
Trailer parks are hotbeds for slam recruitment. Everybody knows that.
Still just a rat in a cage.
This will legitimately give me nightmares.
Unbelievably hairy rush ass.
When you’ve got abs like those, you show them off.
Magic Mike pledges.
Passing out in the most comfortable place you can find. TFM.
Pit stains for days.