Ten real submissions, 20 photos, and one video that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Always skipping leg day, but never ass day. TFM.
Pretty sure they’re the same day.
Yelling, “I always know how to get past third base!” when your little brother’s tee-ball coach asks for a parent to coach third base. TFM.
Dad getting sporadically pissed off at you for loosening moms snatch. TFM.
Sounds like your dad is a serious psycho.
Getting your ass eaten out at Bennigan’s. TFM.
God damn it what the hell does this have to do with anything?
Hanging your first pair of Sperry laces in remembrance of when your frat life started. TFM.
Do way less.
When you wake up in the morning to do your morning sit ups and your frock (frat cock) pokes you in the eye. TFM.
Sounds like a personal problem.
Looking at your mom’s high school yearbook and getting arowzed at a hot girl so you take care of yourself until you realize that the pic you just choked off to was your ma and you didn’t realize it cause you didn’t know her maiden name, cause she wasn’t her current name till she met Big Tex (aka dad). Oh well, honest mistake. TFM.
You’re pretty sick, Chubs.
Immediately regretting whacking off to weird shit, but repeatedly doing it. TFM.
How weird we talking? Amputee weird? DPDA weird?
Dad telling you that your mother may not be your real mother and you not caring one bit because she is the attractive one of her sisters. TFM.
Some of you guys have really messed up families.
The sigh of relief when that bro with a big dick gets a steady girlfriend so you don’t have to worry about him plowing your slam with that donkey dick. TFM.
We’re done here. Shut it down. Everyone go home. #donkeydick