Suckin on my peehole hairs, lickin on my tip.

We've really had a notable increase in visits from the man around our territory recently. From noise complaints to open burn law infringements, we've had em all, but it seems as if every code violation in the book has slipped by inconsequentially. Now, it has been said that it might be impossible to put a damper on the fast-times and high-spirits around here at headquarters, but they've finally found a soft spot and this time they hit us where it hurts. Read it and weep. Could this be the end of our wee little horned comrade? We're not letting go without a fight.

Newly discovered flesh-eating STD.

Yearning to ball drop goats? That's just one of the symptoms. Check your dicktips. Speaking about dicktips, all teeshirt orders are caught up with, if you don't have your items, there is a problem. Stop back monday for jet-ski fires and animal cruelty lawsuits. Now let's all have a good old empty-headed weedend(wow that is probably the most appropriate typographical error in history). Good day.

Crack baby, don't come back.

New HFK! buttons are in the works. Here's a sneak peek at one of the designs that's quite arousing, modeled after our very own exploded Dodge Shadow. These and more should be available by next week!

Ungrateful bastards.

To protect the anonymity of the phantom titter, moderating comments of the last post was necessary. Though in the last six days, it has been made apparent that a "Who dun-it?" would be without a point in this case, as 30+ comments with the subject's name had to be screened. Fuck it. If you know then you know, if not, better luck next time. Blah blah blah yakity yakity.

Who dun-it round two?

It's monday, and if you've been reading you know a biggin has been projected for today, well hows about two biggins? Could these anonymous knockers be the next subjects of a who dun-it? We'll see how poopular the demand is... Oh yeah, one more thing, before we get too straight here, let's not forget our roots.

I know you're high, just stay right there.

Apologies for the site problems over the past days, there's been some fuss over page content. It's not only flattering to be known as a nuisance to the community, but also thoroughly motivating. Being a blister on the foot of the public is a considerable achievement if you think about it. Enough about that though, check the new site banner... pretty spiffy. eh? Well it's the weekend, here goes nothing, check back monday night for a biggin...

Picklefight frenzy

It's 81 degrees on this sunny morning at 71N. in Casselberry, that's hot enough to produce some pretty quality swamp-ass. Just a rag on the northerners reading. Anyway, if you didn't catch the final results to the poll that was run last week, behold the offender... you said it, not me. So who's next? Stay tuned for the next installment of Who dun-it?, coming very very soon.

"Dang robbie I never seen nothin like this stuff"

We'd talked previously about letting it all out for this one, that wasn't a joke. Well as you can see, this didn't make it over the fire, in fact, it hardly made it off the ramp... can't save 'em all. So, cars exploded, brawls broke out, Hibachi hightailed it, and 3rd degree burns were handed out as party favors. But in the scheme of things, this looks like a very compelling foreshadowing of 2009.