Ten real submissions, five photos and one video, that didn’t seem quite right. Names were omitted to protect the guilty. Embrace the rapture.
J.C. is definitely rolling in with 45 on his back and putting up a triple-double.
Hey Boo-Boo, let’s go get a pic-a-nic basket.
You’re 0 for 1. Pathetic attempt and pathetic goal.
Snap into a Slim Jim.
No point in using condoms anymore. I’m trying to catch as much shit and fertilize as many eggs as possible before the zombie apocalypse starts.
That’s what it’s for.
Life Cereal is part of a balanced breakfast and delicious.
This killed me a little inside. I miss NF Jimmy.
It’s not date rape if she passes out from the fumes.
This is why the TFM pledge should include Pike. (You know I had to get one more Pike pic in…)
Rush Pike? (Ok, I lied. Two.)
Kappa Sigma’s on our campus = NF.
Put this up to shut the Pikes up for a week.
This might ruin the second coming: