It's that time of the month again.

It's time for the second monthly installment of the B-roll, known now as the period. Once a month, bleed out all the extras, how perfect? Enjoy, we're flowing heavy this month...

Dodger Mcshadow 1987-2009.

The Dodge Shadow won't be entertaining the children anymore. She won't house our trash and she won't tell tales of late night sunrises. And though her spot in the yard may be empty now, our eyes are filled with tears in place. The Shadow, you see, was a massive metal giving tree. She gave and gave all she could until there was nothing left, and when there was nothing, she still stayed for the show. The Shadow is now gone, as her name, in the shadows. As Kahil Gibran once said; For what is to die, but to stand in the sun and melt into the win? And when the earth has claimed our limbs, it is only then that we shall truly dance.
Rust in peace.

Look ma! in the dirt!

You thought that crack about makeup sex was a joke? No metaphors here.

In news, we've recently lost a dear friend, some one very close...it's The Dodge Shadow. Stay tuned for our memorial service on thursday.

Sorry for the slack, we've been busy at the office. Stop by monday morning for makeup sex.

Hey you... no peter play on the porch.

They say people who live in glass houses shouldn't throw stones, of course that saying must transfer over pretty well to jacking off on your front porch too. You know, they say a lot of things, but that's a new one.
Moving along, what do you get when you cross 5am with an uncalled for slap across the face? Why it's the late night body slam challenge! Let's go to the judges...and it's a ten!

Lakers suck on turtle-heading pieces o poop.

When flaming shots go bad, well... But when they go as planned, superpowers ensue, dance sessions erupt, and cross-eyes commence. Godspeed knuckleheads.

Rock steady: snorting viagra for breakfast

Recently, there have been accusations of HFK! getting "soft"... Humbug. It's not that Hereforkicks! is losing it's oomph, it's just that *deep inhale* with the current number of websites similar, but not equal to us in content, the use of nudity as a draw-in mechanism is well over-saturated. Nudity is like medication, and we're the doctor who prescribes it to you at very high quality, in the correct doses. You see, any inept blockhead can yank his pants down and do the wristwatch, but it takes effort and calculation to stack up six hundred forty-two Sunny delights and then shove one in your ass. With all that said, if you still want to just see some random guy's dicks then here you go, weirdos...