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FAIL FRIDAY: Frat And Boujee

This is a recurring TFM series. Catch up with all installments of Fail Friday by visiting the archive.

Below are the best of the worst photos, videos and TFMs sent in by our readers this week. Names have been omitted to protect the guilty, but God sees all shame.

Got something you think should be featured in Fail Friday? Email it to ross@totalfratmove.com.

Trying to get my new clothing brand going called “Big Dick Frat God” and I’m accepting funding hit me up let’s build fam. TFM.

I fuck with the vision.

When your fuck action has been compared to that of a wildebeest. TFM.

Maybe chill out and stop boning like a wildebeest.

Thinking back to pledge lineups and stroking your dingaling while you sing pledge tunes of old. TFM.

You might have some weird fetish form of PTSD.

When your parents didn’t teach you to always wipe away from your balls so you’ve had a smelly taint for over a decade. TFM.

Come on man this is ass-wiping 101.

Going to Mancun for spring break in search of a dude to bust up your backside. TFM.

I personally hope you find whatever it is you’re looking for.

The worst hazing I endured was having to wait to hug my brothers for life until initiation. TFM.

Bows and toes are nothing compared to being denied the affection of your true friends.

Going up to every girl at the party and asking them how much they weigh to narrow your scope. TFM.

That’s a bold strategy, Cotton. We’ll see how it plays out for him.

Chuggin’ a bottle of Gatorade, then shotgunning a can of V8, then bonging a fresh protein smoothie. TFM.

Ain’t no party like a health freak party ’cause a health freak party don’t start.

Needing to be called racial slurs during sexual intercourse to be able to finish. TFM.

You have deep-seated emotional issues.

Only wearing shorts that are tight enough that people can see the outline of your junk when you sit down. TFM.

Ladies love being able to see what you’re working with without actually having to see what you’re working with.

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Star Wars, huh? That is neat.

Star Wars, huh? That is neat.

Get after it, playboy.

Get after it, playboy.

Goobers with plaques.

Goobers with plaques.

I, for one, will fucking be there.

I, for one, will fucking be there.

Nailed it!

Nailed it!

Douche of the year.

Douche of the year.

Mardi Gras done wrong.

Mardi Gras done wrong.

Let it all out.

Let it all out.

Frattiest gamer in the land.

Frattiest gamer in the land.

Living that designer letter life.

Living that designer letter life.

Happy birthday you dork.

Happy birthday you dork.

Lift off? Come on.

Lift off? Come on.

May your offspring be as handsome as you are.

May your offspring be as handsome as you are.

You have to do better.

You have to do better.

Damn it guys I cannot be more clear that these photos are not acceptable.

Damn it guys I cannot be more clear that these photos are not acceptable.

Lock up your girlfriends.

Lock up your girlfriends.

Still sleeping sweetly.

Still sleeping sweetly.

I am so ashamed.

I am so ashamed.

Will, Jay and Andrew are killing it.

Will, Jay and Andrew are killing it.

My own personal hell.

My own personal hell.

Let the devil out of you, son.

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Right in the dick. #golfisfun

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Ross Bolen

Ross Bolen is a New York Times Bestselling author, host of the Oysters, Clams & Cockles podcast, host of the Back Door Cover podcast, Rockets, Astros and Texans internet mascot, cheese enchilada aficionado, nap god, 2017 Masters attendee, and Editor-in-Chief of Grandex Media.

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