Making her iron my shirt before I head to the bars. TFM.

Congratulations, it is your freshman year and you finally managed to get a girl over to your shit hole excuse of an apartment. After what I expect what was approximately 30 minutes of begging she finally ironed your hand-me-down clothing, you probably thought, “oh sweet bro, I could totally sneak a picture of her doing that and submit it to TFM to look super fratty”. I understand that you are attempting to assert your dominance and/or compensating for your microscopic penis, but you look like a huge douche not only in front of all of your non existent pregame attendees but on the internet as well. I’d also guess this chick never talked to you again. Die away from me.