Ten real submissions, 18 photos, and 6 videos that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty.
U know who the fuck I am cunts, Zeta Iota, eat me big boss, come bury me tomorrow ok? I’ll be waiting in the woods in the Midwest with some gum. TFM.
What? Just leave us alone, man.
Life’s a fucking bitch? No it’s not pussy ass staff, let me show you a real frat sight that doesn’t limit me to following you but ok I’ll bite the hook u flaming liberal horse cock with mud on it that just so happened to have a bloody tampon in the puddle. TFM.
You people were particularly ornery this week.
I literally went viral today so suck my left nut cause the right one is already in your god damn mother intern. Wake the duck up. Isaiah 49, bet ur eyes need glasses cunt. TFM.
I can’t even understand most of these posts.
So I’m QB3 at a small university in the Midwest. I get a little too drunk one night and hook up with a sorostitute. Apparently I licked her butthole a few times and now the whole football team is calling me “fart goblin”. Even our GA and tight ends coach calls me that. Can anyone else relate? TF.
No, QB3 at a small university in the Midwest, no one else can relate.
That one tall blonde, that never puts out. TFM.
What about her? Not sure you understand the format here.
right now I’m drunk after 20 shots but let’s skip to the cookbolk part 10 girl will bang making out and three other girls feeling me when I go for the hottest one her high best friend stops. Then girl who I want to bang says take dick out and bj still cockblock. Am I a dick the girl best friend a dick. Tfm worthy?
God damn it.
Spending obscene amounts of money on cargo shorts with the sole intent of burning them to kick off spring break. TFM.
Do way, way less.
Picking the national championship score to be 69-69. TFM. #GDIPussyCreepFuck
That is so cool. I can’t get over how cool that is.
Parading a 10/10 on your shoulder and smacking her head against a wall. Dropping her and continuing to dance. TFM.
You, sir, are a gentleman. Chivalry lives on.
Roses are red, Violets are blue. I’m just a fratstar With nothing to do. I welcome your beer And your jungle wop too, So a couple of 40s I think I can do. And so comes the night With Old English galore, They’re taped to my hands As I think “My dad expects more.” Halfway through now, I ponder my life. “Mitchell, what are you doing? Those 40s literally cost 4 dollars collectively and you just strapped them to your hands you fucking idiot.” The hour goes by, My liver is mad. I chug the last sips, Oh God was that bad. And now I lay here Fresh up from repose. “God damn,” says the fratstar. “What a time with my bros.” TFM.
We’re done here.
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