
It really doesn’t get much more dumb jock bro than this.
You don’t know why you were invited to the game day party, or why you accepted that invite. But once you were there the two dumb jock bros walked up to you.
“Bruh why ain’t you wearing a jersey?”
“Because I don’t own one”
“No problem bruh I’ll give you mine!” The one says tugging it off and forcing it on you, over your own shirt.
You feel the dumb grin spread as the shirt underneath dissolves and your eyes get dull and you grin, feeling nothing but good dumb jock bro