Maybe I'll win the lottery. Maybe I'll meet my future husband. Or maybe I'll come across one of these boys in this Fratboy Friday.
And by "come across," I mean... well... you get the idea...
BOYS IN CAPS
Look at the number on the door behind him! There's a four in there!!
And if you add the three to the one, that makes four.
And the six... well... just forget about the six.
This is my future husband!!
And if you add the three to the one, that makes four.
And the six... well... just forget about the six.
This is my future husband!!
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SAGGERS
Are they brothers? If they're not brothers, tell them to act like they're brothers.
I'm paying for them for the night, the least they can do is call each other "bro" and mean it.
I'm paying for them for the night, the least they can do is call each other "bro" and mean it.
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MOONERS
This guy has CLEARLY been cornholed before. And I'm not talking about that stupid game.
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DAMN, I WAS SO DRUNK LAST NIGHT
Notice that baby boy's bib says "i love daddy."
He's just begging for me to make him horizontal, isn't he?
He's just begging for me to make him horizontal, isn't he?
4 comments:
Oh Stephen, yet again you regail us with this fantastic photos and clever captions. You just don't know how I look forward to Fridays!
Mark :-)
You're gonna be the baby's husband, remember? I'LL be his daddy. :)
that's makes you my son-in-law....hmmm....
HUGS....
I love me some drunk straighties.
DON'T dismiss the 6....it's the FOURTH number on the door!
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