Celebrating your best friend’s first orgasm as if it were your own. TSM.

Can’t I just be a cuddlepiece with t-shirt privileges? TSM.

If more females would sit down and be ladies, more males would stand up and be gentlemen. TSM.

Your fratdaddy knowing that he can laugh at misogynistic TFMs all day, but if he ever treated you unkindly, he’d be ironing his own shirts and making his own sandwiches in a heartbeat. TSM.

My sorority was founded before “sorority” was even a word. TSM.

I’m not a slampiece, I’m a take-home-to-meet-the-fam-piece. TSM.