Ten real submissions, 20 photos, and three videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
Wearing a letterman jacket because you think your school should have a drinking team, and you should be the captain. TFM.
You need to take a good, hard look at your life.
Going potty in water bottles because you’re too hungover and too frat to care what your slam thinks about it. TFM.
Grow up, Peter Pan.
Training your non-dominant hand in Flappy Bird so you can masturbate while playing. TFM.
That’s multitasking at its finest.
Croakies on my Google Glass. TFM.
They always say you are what you eat, but I don’t remember eating a fucking legend. TFM.
God damn it.
Masturbating while staring into his eyes. TFM.
Well you don’t want to be impolite.
Having to explain to your attorney where you jizzed. TFM.
yo can you delete my profile. I need to stop wasting time here…
Hahaha delete it yourself you fucking addict.
Dropping a class after the first day because the professor is GDI. TFM.
Something tells me you’re never going to graduate.
So I had my first tax client today. The chick whopped her tit out and started breast feeding right in front of us. We all stopped and looked and the husband was like what were we talking about again. TFTC.
Hey guy your shit is crooked.
Yeah I’m not going over there.
Their cocks are huge.
They couldn’t get a real girl.
Get in there nice and deep like.
Come on, man.
You alright, buddy? No. You’re not.
Who wants a mustache ride?
The frock comes out on composite photo day.