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These sweet photos and their comments are courtesy of www.grindface.com. The last one totally slams Alabama and there are some serious grammar issues, so I obvi didn't come up with them. But those things aside, these are still pretty funny and soooo true.

As the girl on the right nonchalantly strolls by, these two are caught in the throes of ecstasy.

Grind fiends, turned on by the pulsating beats of early ninties rap need only one fix at a party… crotch-on-thigh grinds. C.O.T. grinds invariably lead to the two handed butt snare. Fact. But whats left to materialize is whether peter-pan-pant’s baby chest will induce a dance floor make-out. Things are heating up as this babe runs her hand through her hair, lets just hope she adequately prepared for the actual heat part though. Because if not, her grade on the armpit sniff test will be her only F of the night.

Grinding, everyone does it… just not this awkwardly. Like date Mike on the Office or having to watch a Victoria Secret commercial with your mom, there are few things more awkward than watching your 6-5 drunk friend try and two-way grind with some sober mexican girls.

Blame it on the alcohol. Say it was my birthday. Argue that its fine. Whatever your excuse, there’s no good way to justify dressing like a leopard princess… that is until you start grinding in the middle of the bar. Only a girl from Alabama finds herself navigating around barstools to find an open space to freak dance. Unfortunately for this jungle cat, this brodog doesn’t get the reasoning behind the name the Alabama Slammer. Stop holding your palms out like you are playing patty cake and go hand to hip like a normal creep because by dancing like that the only thing getting blown tonight is your chance.