Mr. Belding recently showed Corky this video of a booby-trapped bicycle which deters theft. This bicycle was apparently rigged so that if someone sits on the seat, a pole extends up through the seat into the thief's anus! Corky loved this video and said that A-Rod would probably buy a bicycle like this because he likes having poles in his butt. Mr. Belding replied, "Good one, buddy!" and then ripped a 14-second window-rattling fart to show his support for Corky while A-Rod sat down in the corner of the room and wept at his unreciprocated love for Corky!
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A-Rod wishes he had a tandem bike where his seat is rigged like this and the other seat is normal, so that he and Corky can parade around town on the bike.
I grew up in Southern California and lived near Screech. We were actually in the same Boy Scout troop! Screech was a weird kid and his poofy Jew-fro was out of control at the time. Screech was notorious for loitering around outhouses, hoping to hear and smell another Scout taking a dump or farting loudly. He also tried to get our troop to lobby for the creation of a “Bathroom Attendant” merit badge! What was that all about??
Stinky, Screech was a real loser. One would have thought his parents might have taken him to a psychologist, or at least locked him in his room for being such a deranged kid. But because he was the only breadwinner in the family they just let him do whatever he wanted. I blame them for creating the selfish weirdo Screech became. It started all the back in Boy Scouts, and 30 years later he was a full time unpaid bathroom attendant servicing the penis and ass needs of obese truckers across our great country.
Rat Fart, our Scout troop would haze the younger scouts. When I was a new scout, an older kid asked me and another young scout to go to other troops to ask to borrow a "left handed smoke bender." When we went to the troop, everyone in that troop laughed at us and said someone was playing a joke on us as there is no such item. But Screech got hazed the worst - one time he brought his family dog, "Hound Dog," with him to a cookout. At some point, Screech wandered off to go to the bathroom. When Screech came back, he couldn't find Hound Dog and started running around frantically looking for it. Screech eventually gave up and returned to the cookout to eat dinner. The Scoutmaster handed Screech what looked like a hamburger and then everyone started laughing. When Screech was halfway done with eating this burger, he asked what was so funny and the Scoutmaster informed him that what he thought was a burger was actually a piece of Hound Dog. The Scoutmaster also said that Hound Dog had served a good life and was a tasty meal for the troop. Screech started crying and everyone else continued laughing. The Scoutmaster, who looked a lot like Mr. Belding then took Screech into his tent to console him. I can't be sure exactly what happened in the tent, but I distinctly remember hearing the sound of loud butt-slamming followed by many utterances of "Zoinks!"
Stinky, Screech had to be ridiculous annoying and I bet his dog was the same. Totally entitled and obnoxious. It was a good lesson the Scoutmaster taught him about taking care of your pets. If you don’t, and they annoy other people, they might get cooked and eaten. That dog likely shit in the Scoutmasters sleeping bag before he cooked him. It was very nice of the Scoutmaster to console him afterwards. Screech likely complained to his parents as I imagine they asked where the hell the dog went. I bet they laughed and laughed when he told them the dog had been cooked and eaten. They likely assumed it was a Scout lesson about survival in the wild!
I was Screech’s Scoutmaster. That kid was the worst. He whined about everything and had no stamina or coordination. He had recently started on Saved by the Bell and constantly bragged about it, and how his parents let him buy any toys he wanted. Everyone else hated him and he got farted on a lot, which the little fruit seemed to enjoy. If someone farted he would demand to know who did it. If no one claimed it Screech would get on his hands and knees and crawl around sniffing dudes buttholes like a dog. He claimed he was a fart detective and that he was going to get the SBTB writers to write that into a show. His parents seemed to be glad to get rid of him and would drop him off, then do a massive burnout as they sped away. They even left their stupid dog there one time even though pets weren’t allowed. Screech was warned numerous times to clean up after his dog, but he was extremely obnoxious and said he was too rich to clean up after his dog and tried to pay other kids $5 to do it. They hated him so he refused. So we cooked and ate the dog to teach Screech a lesson.
Rip, it is good to see that you posted here - I haven’t heard from you in more than 30 years! Screech really was an annoying scout and deserved to have his dog cooked and eaten. I remember you telling him a bunch of times to stop bringing Hound Dog on camping trips, yet that poofy-haired turd kept bring his dog anyway. He had to be taught a lesson about obeying the rules.
Do you remember when he had our annual fundraiser and the scouts had to go door-to-door selling bags of that awful popcorn to raise money? Screech sold the most popcorn that year. I’m not sure exactly how he did it, but I do remember him showing up at school with chunks of his Jew fro missing, after they were apparently torn out, and he mentioned something about making a big sale to someone who worked on “Too Close for Comfort”. I wonder to whom he sold the popcorn that year???
Several of the kids in the troops used to prank Screech on camping trips. I remember one time when Screech was sleeping alone in a tent which had a vent on one side. Our Scoutmaster, I, and several other kids pulled down our pants, pressed our asses up against the vent, and ripped nasty farts inside Screech’s tent. We then hid behind a tree. 10 seconds later, Screech must have woken up and the stench hit him like a Mack Truck! He yelled, “Zoinks!” Then he unzipped the vent and crawled out of his tent to get some fresh air. Another time, an older kid tricked Screech into believing that a snipe was chasing him, causing Screech to crawl up a tree for safety. Screech actually climbed like 12 feet up the tree and then was too scared to climb back down. We threw sticks at Screech to try to motivate him to come down, but it was to no avail. Our Scoutmaster then ordered everyone back into their cars and we drove home, abandoning Screech in that tree in the woods in the middle of nowhere! Obviously Screech somehow eventually made his way back home, but it was a good prank.
Stinky, you’ve brought back so many good memories. Screech was the kind of Scout we Scoutmasters both hated and loved. We hated how annoying they were, and how useless they were as Scouts. But we loved how everyone joined together in their hatred of them. Activities like farting in their tent, chasing them up a tree, and whipping sticks at Screech really brought us together as a troop. Even a number of the Scouts fathers joined in when they discovered how much fun farting in Screech’s face, or cooking up his family dog could he. Some Dad’s had never done anything with their sons before, and this brought everyone closer. One time I felt a little bad for Screech and asked his father if he would come on a camping trip with us. I had hoped he would see how Screech behaved and help him. He declined my offer and told me he had plans already. When I pressed if his plans could be changed he said he wasn’t going to miss the latest episode of Mama’s family to go camping with his “poofy headed loser” son.
Rip, do you remember the time when we were in that scouting competition against other troops and we had to start a bonfire in the woods without using matches or a lighter? Although it was sunny at the time, it had just been pouring rain and all of the twigs, wood/sticks, and grass was wet, so it was really hard to get a fire started by rubbing two wet sticks together. So we tore out chunks of Screech’s Jew-fro and used a magnifying glass to concentrate a light beam from the sun onto a hunk of the hair. Screech’s Jew-fro was really greasy and caught fire within seconds. We then used the lit Jew-fro hairs to dry out and burn some of the wood until we had a nice bonfire going! Although Screech whined about his head hurting from the Jew-fro hairs being torn out, we managed to win the competition. When we tired of Screech’s whining, we started pelting him with sticks, berries, and acorns we found on the ground. It was a great troop bonding experience!
Stinky, how could I forget that amazing time? That nerd Screech kept bringing us pieces of green wood from young trees. I explained how that wouldn’t burn, and he would yell “Zoinks” then go back out and come back with the same crappy green wood. The fourth time he did it caused me to lose my temper, and the next thing I knew we were ripping out chunks of his jewfro. It was amazing how greasy it was! I will admit I let a nice fart loose between the magnifying glass and the Jew fro. I’m pretty sure that helped ignite the Jew fro, sending us to victory. Instead of being happy and celebrating our victory Screech complained that he was going to look stupid during filming of SBTB with that chunk of his hair missing. That set everyone off and next thing I knew berries. Twigs, and other items were being thrown at him. Later on if I recall a bunch of troops got together and we used a large parachute. Everyone circled the edges of it and held it up off the ground. We would lift it high and a kid would run across the ground under it. After a bit we all started ripping ass into the middle and told Screech it was his turn. Once he was halfway across we all quickly lowered it back to the ground trapping Screech under the parachute with all the farts. He kept yelling “Zoinks” as we laughed and laughed. A big fat Scoutmaster from another troop went up to him and ripped a fart right where he face was. We then all went off to dinner leaving Screech trapped. A few hours later he made it back to camp and spent the night with the assistant scoutmaster. I remember hearing quite a few insanely loud belches and farts, as well as a bunch of “Zoinks”. I miss those days.
I was in another troop that year. We hated Screech as he pranced about wearing Zubaz pants and a shirt with Zack’s face on it in place of the standard Biy Scout uniform. I remember him at the archery range and he was always trying to cheat. He was to weak to hit anything but the closest targets, and even then he barely ever hit the target. We saw he was putting in for his archery merit badge and claimed he’d completed the entire course. My friend Dutch and I sat on his head and ripped ass about 10 times while calling him a cheater. A Scoutmaster in charge of the archery range came over to see what was going on and we explained how Screech was a disgrace and had cheated. He listened, and then told Screech to show him how he could hit one of the farther targets so he would know he hasn’t cheated. Screech tried to protest, but eventually racked an arrow and fired it. It didn’t even get halfway to the target. The Scoutmaster said he knew Screech had been cheating and had put in for a merit badge he didn’t deserve. He then belted Screech in the face which made us cheer. I dropped my pants and rubbed my ass all over Screech’s face, while Dutch peed on Screech. The Scoutmaster then drug Screech behind a few hay bales and we could here some buttslamming and a few loud farts!
Rip and Squeeegee, you guys are bringing back great childhood memories. It is fun to reminisce about someone farting in Screech’s face, ripping out chunks of his Jew-fro, or him generally being a moron. I’m surprised that Screech was even able to attach the string to the bow - he seems too weak to do that.
I remember one time when we were at summer camp and the camp counselor and several Eagle Scouts tricked Screech into believing that in order to earn a merit badge in canoeing, he would need to get underneath a partially submerged canoe which is upside down in the water in the flip it and paddle to the shore. So we told Screech to hang out for 20 minutes while we prepared the canoe. We tipped the canoe upside down so that there was a small air pocket for someone underneath the canoe to breathe. It may have seemed innocent to enough, but what Screech didn’t know is that we had gone into town that afternoon and had each eaten several slices of greasy pepperoni pizza from Little Caesar’s. After trapping the small air pocket under the canoe, we each took turns positioning our asses under the air pocket and ripping ass. We did this for several minutes before informing Screech that it was time for him to swim over to the canoe to complete his merit badge test. Screech did this and when he got underneath the canoe, the stench of stale farts and stinky anuses hit him like a freight train! We could hear him utter, “Zoinks!” as he gasped for air while inhaling the putrid air from the air pocket of the canoe. We grabbed onto the sides of the canoe to prevent Screech from flipping the canoe to the upright position. After a few minutes, we eventually allowed Screech to flip the canoe over and escape from his stinky prison. Screech’s face was a bit green and he asked why nobody helped him and asked whether people saw him struggling. The camp counselor said that, of course, they heard and saw Screech struggling but that they didn’t help him because they were too busy laughing! Screech’s eyes welled up like he was going to cry and the camp counselor reached his arms out, causing Screech to assume that the camp counselor was going to apologize and give Screech a tender hug. Instead, the Camp Counselor grabbed Screech’s head and then blew his nose in Screech’s Jew-fro! The Camp Counselor said that he ran out of tissues and that it was a good thing that Screech was there!
Stinky, it was shocking Screech was able to knock an arrow. It took him quite awhile to knock the arrow, then pull back the bow string. Even once he figured it out he could barely pull back the string more than an inch or so. Every arrow he fired barely went anywhere, but occasionally hit the closest targets they had out for the youngest cub scouts. Each time he fired an arrow he would yell “Zoinks” which is what drew my attention to him in the first place. We were all laughing at him and he said he was building a robot that would fire arrows at a million miles per hour. He was a real weirdo. Then he put in for the merit badge he didn’t come close to earning. Dutch was really angry as he had earned his archery merit badge the year before and it took a lot of work. That hook nosed loser had only been there an hour, barely launched an arrow, and decided he’s earned one. As it was all based on honesty and self reporting if we hadn’t been there he might have gotten away with it. When the Scoutmaster found out he had a cheater in his midst he took care of it promptly. Screech didn’t know what hit him when the Scoutmaster punched him right in the nose, then drug him behind the hay bales for some further lessons. I heard about that canoe story, and also that a group of Scouts burned down Screech’s tent while he was in it. He was the worst scout ever.
Stinky, I can’t believe you haven’t mentioned the time Screech showed up with a bunch of cookies. He was obviously trying to bribe the scouts to be nice to him when he proudly announced his parents had gotten cookies for everyone. At first glance it looked like he had a bunch of bags of Famous Amos chocolate chip cookies. A fat kid grabbed a bag and opened it, then made a face and said the cookies stank like ass. On closer inspection we saw they were actually Famous Anus cookies and had a picture on the bag of a really fat guy taking a dump into some cookie dough. And that’s what was in the bags. Raw cookie dough with feces mixed into it. I asked Screech were gotten the cookies and he said his parents told him they got them at a gourmet supermarket. By this time I’d had enough of the little fruit cake, and this stunt could have made someone really sick. So I told Screech while the rest of the Scouts were learning to cook in the wild using an open fire he was going to spend the entire weekend eating his feces cookies. He began to whine and snivel but he ate those shit cookies all weekend. I recall a really big Scout got annoyed when Screech tried to talk to him and said he had rancid shit breath, then punched Screech in the stomach before ripping an enormous fart in Screech’s face. Another kid forced Screech into his foot locker and locked him in it for a few days which was kind of funny. We taught Screech a few good lessons that time.
Mr. Rip, Screech really was an annoying loser back then. I heard that his parents would drop him off at Scout meetings and campouts just to get him out of the house because they wanted some peace and quiet. Do you remember that time Screech tried to act like he was cool and had a lot of friends? He was a freshman in high school at the time and he brought two kids with him he said he had recruited for the Troop. They both had weird names - I distinctly remember that one had the nickname “Ox.” I think that the other one had the nickname “Scud,” or something like that. They looked almost like they could be identical twins, although Ox was a dumb jock and Scud was a burnout. After introducing them at a meeting, they told Screech that the meeting was gay and that Screech was curly- haired faggot. They demanded that Screech walk them out to their car. However, as they walked out of the meeting room, Scud and Ox shoved Screech into the boy’s bathroom. I can’t say for fire what happened, but I could heard Screech yelling “Zoinks!” and also heard wall rattling farts and loud butt-slamming! The bathroom door opened up and Ox and Scud gave each other high-5’s and then walked out the door and got in a 1970s Thunderbird and did donuts in the parking lot before driving away. Screech limped out the bathroom a few minutes later - he looked disheveled, was missing chunks of his Jew-fro, and was coated in semen and feces!
Stinky, you’d left the troop like a normal kid, so you may not have known that Screech hung around as a Boy Scout until he was in his mid twenties. He never earned a merit badge. The only thing he had on his sash was a fake merit badge a scout sewed that was a picture of Screech’s head and a giant ass farting in his face. We thought it was so funny we made Screech wear it. He did try and submit for a new merit badge around 1997. He proposed a “bathroom attendant” merit badge. By that time hanging out in the bathroom was pretty much all he did. Screech always claimed he was going to bring Zack or Slater by but it never happened. He did bring Zack’s Dad by one time, but all he did was try and sell us a bunch of old computers, before going to into the bathroom with Screech for over an hour. We could hear all kinds of farts and buttslamming going on. Screech was a total embarrassment.
I do recall Ox and Scud. It was obvious they hated Scouts, and Screech. When I checked the bathroom it it stank of pot smoke and I found a half smoked doobie in the urinal. He also brought his lover Mr. Belding by while they were dating. I could hear them having buttsex in the bathroom and then Mr. Belding shit in the urinal and overflowed it. He used Screech’s poofy Jew fro to unclog it, and we found everyone really liked Mr. Belding.
I was in the troop while Screech was in his 20’s. He was such a loser. He couldn’t come close to earning a regular merit badge so he kept trying to come up with merit badges that conformed to his deviant lifestyle. He tried to create one for huffing farts, soaking up urine with ones jewfro, tandem bike riding, being the victim of violent attack, gobbling turds in a hot tub, and many others. It was pretty disgusting and the scoutmaster turned down every idea. There was a chess merit badge that Screech tried to get, but he couldn’t complete a game without having the pieces shoved up his ass.
We normally went on camping trips at forest preserves or state parks. However, Screech was always trying to get us to go camping in the wooded are behind a highway rest stop. He told everyone that it was a great place to pitch a tent and that he’d seen a wildlife critters when he stayed overnight. Eventually we agreed to go camping with him. We assumed that when Screech said that campsite was near the rest stop, he figured he meant that the campsite was a half mile walk from the rest stop. We figured it would be a good place to camp because we would have free access to heated bathrooms and running water. However, we Screech took us to the place where he camped, we discovered that it was literally right behind the men’s room! Screech positioned his tent so that it was right next to an open window in the bathroom. It was so weird that he wanted to camp there because you could hear random strangers farting and spraying diarrhea! At night, I also heard a commotion and assumed it was the “critters” Screech had mentioned. However, it was instead a truck driver butt-slamming Screech! He was tearing out chunks of Screech’s Jew-fro while really pounding away at Screech’s anus!! We all knew Screech was a dork and a loser before then, but none of us has realized what a demented faggot he was!
Last night, Corky and A-Rod watched Jurassic Park. Corky loves dinosaurs and thought that the movie was really cool. Afterwards, Corky asked A-Rod whether he thought that the Miami zoo would get a Tyrannosaurus Rex anytime soon. A-Rod relied that they wouldn’t because dinosaurs all died millions of years ago during a tragic apocalyptic event. Corky got mad that A-Rod used a big word such as “apocalyptic,” and got a scowl on his face and punched A-Rod in the ribs. A-Rod apologized and said that a major event happened which caused all of the dinosaurs to die off. Corky asked whether perhaps one of Mr. Belding’s great-grandfathers had eaten so much deep dish pizza that he released a massive fart which smelled so bad that it killed the dinosaurs. A-Rod got a perplexed look on his face and asked Corky what the hell he was talking about and pointed out that dinosaurs went extinct like 65 million years ago, long before humans were even a species. A-Rod also pointed that there were no pizza places millions of years ago and questioned why one of Mr. Belding’s great grandfathers born maybe 150 years ago could have possibly caused the dinosaurs to go extinct 65 million years ago. A-Rod then said that Corky needed to let A-Rod fondle his dong to make up for wasting his time yet again. Corky got mad at A-Rod’s rude comments and belted him in the crotch! Corky then tore off A-Rod’s pants and viciously ass-raped him while Mr. Belding watched the PGA Masters while sucking down three 2-liters of Mountain Dew!
Stinky, that trip was an absolute embarrassment. We lost a number of Scouts and received a dozen complaints about why we allowed our Scouts to camp directly behind a rest stop bathroom near some dumpsters, and why Screech was even in Scouts being that he was by then nearly 20! Parents were furious to find that Screech had recommended that only because he wanted to set up his tent by that bathroom window, and have access to repulsive trucker hook ups. Most troops were off in the woods having campfires, and ours was right behind a bathroom on some gravel where instead of fresh air one could smell urinal cakes and farts. If I recall that camping trip was for some reason sponsored by the “Zubaz” company. Screech spent his entire career as a scout trying to get the uniforms changed to Zubaz.
I remember a camping trip we took where Screech had gone early to “scout out” a good spot for our troop. When we got there we found our site behind the chow hall, right next to some dumpsters. Our Scoutmaster asked him why the hell we would want to be by dumpsters right behind the noisy chow hall and Screech said he figured everyone would be proud of him because we’d never be late for a meal, and we wouldn’t have to go far to get rid of our trash. That night I recall waking up to a loud noise, and when I peaked out of my tent I saw Screech having gay sex with a couple dudes in the dumpsters. Early one morning I was woken up by a garbage truck coming to empty the dumpsters. When I looked out Screech was there sucking off the garbage men! None of our troops campers got any sleep that week as Screech had “penciled in” random dudes every night who met him at the dumpsters for gay sex. All we heard all week was Screech yelling Zoinks, and the sound of buttslamming. By the end of the week people had ripped so many chunks of his massive Jew fro out of his head he was nearly bald. It was disgusting. Soon after I dropped out of Scouts.
I was in the troop when Screech was 23 and still in Scouts. One day we had a troop meeting and all of a sudden we heard what we thought was an explosion. We ran outside and found that for some reason Mr. Belding was dropping Screech off, and the two of them had decided to have some hot man action in the parking lot. Mr. Belding had ripped a fart in Screech’s face that was so loud we thought a bomb went off. Screech’s face was coated in dookie juice and his Jew fro was scorched and had a chunk missing. When he saw us he yelled “Zoinks” then came into the meeting like nothing had happened.
In 1997 Screech we had a “bring a friend” on a weekend camping trip. We were trying to get new members into scouting. Screech brought Mr. Belding, who was nearly 50. They shared a tent, and the entire weekend all anyone heard was really loud farts, belches, and the sounds of buttsex. Our entire campground reeked of ass. Mr. Belding refused to participate in any activities and just sat around guzzling Mountain Dew 2 liters which he’d then throw into the fire. Even after we asked him not to throw plastic in the fire. One night he bent over near the fire and ripped a fart that caused a large fireball that singed little Timmy’s eyebrows off! When he noticed Screech was laughing he belched in his face, then drug him into their tent, where we could hear more massive farts, a bunch of “Zoinks”, and then buttsex. Screech had brought a little TV he powered off some solar contraption and he and Mr. Belding sat around watching Doogie Houser and gay porn. We lost a half dozen Scouts after that camping trip.
I was a Papa John’s delivery driver back in 1997 and remember that weekend! I made at least 10 deliveries to Mr. Belding. It was kind of funny as Mr. Belding ordered tons of Pepperoni Pizza’s along with breadsticks, 2 liter sodas, and desserts. Whenever I showed up he’d claim his wallet was in he and Screech’s tent and make Screech pay for the food. I remember Screech’s super flimsy Zubaz brand wallet. Screech always tried to cheap out on the tip but Mr. Belding made sure I got a proper tip. I do remember the entire campsite stinking like ass, and the Scoutmaster growing more and more annoyed throughout the weekend as I continued delivering Pizza’s. The rest of the troop seemed to be doing activities like hiking and fire making, while Mr. Belding and Screech sat in lounge chairs in front of their tent while watching TV and eating all kinds of garbage. It really left an impression on me and I’m glad to say I’m now in my early 40’s and weigh 450 pounds. I eat Pizza all day and drink 10-15 2 liters of soda! I’m on my way to becoming just like my hero Mr. Belding.
I was in Screech is troop for about a year and went to summer camp with him. This was in 1998 when I was 13 and Screech was 21. Screech was the worst Scout and by that time he’d given up on trying to get a merit badge. Instead he spent the summer as a “Cryptozoologist” and insisted he was going to find a Bigfoot. All day he wandered around in the woods examine animal feces and constantly claiming something was from a Bigfoot. One night there was a bunch of noise in the woods and Screech went running off yelling about Bigfoot. Everyone else stayed in camp, including the Camp Counselors who by that time all hated Screech. Eventually we heard more noises that sounded a lot like loud farts, a few “Zoinks” we knew were from Screech, and then some loud buttslamming. Eventually a disheveled looking Screech made it back to camp. His Zubaz pants were all ripped and in tatters, and a giant chunk of his Jew fro was missing. He insisted he’d been raped by a Bigfoot, but the counselors and Scoutmaster said he’d likely just hooked up with some random trucker. We all went back to sleep after that, but I always wondered what really happened that night.
I am legendary Boy Scout leader, Green Bar Bill. You may have thought I died 30 years ago, but rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated! I have been involved with Boy Scouts since the 1920s and have seen quite a few strange things over the years. We try to educate boys about the outdoors as well as about citizenship to help them become better and more productive members of society. However, Screech didn’t seem interested in any of this stuff. He just wanted to camp out so that he could suck off random truckers he met at various campgrounds and rest stops. He had the greasiest and most poofy Jew-fro any of us has ever seen and he constantly was having large patches of it ripped out when a gay lover grabbed his ‘fro and yanked on it during rough anal. I know that there were always some gay kids in Scouts, but they were usually quiet, weird kids who kept to themselves because they didn’t want to draw too much attention. But Screech was different- he was a gigantic faggot and didn’t ever attempt to hide this fact. He actually tried to do an Eagle Scout project where he cleaned up and repainted a men’s room at a highway rest area. However, it was reported that he spent an entire weekend at the rest area inhaling farts, tonguing anuses, sucking of random strangers, and being buttslammed! The men’s room paint jobs looked worse after he left because it was permanently stained with semen. The weird thing is that he hadn’t earned any merit badges, so he wasn’t even eligible to become an Eagle Scout anyway!
I used to be a Scoutmaster in southern California between the mid-1980s and the mid-1990s. I previously owned and operated a bicycle shop in New York City but I had to get away from there because there were immature tattle-tales out to get me. I oversaw a Pinewood Derby competition for Cub Scouts for a number of years. Screech's Boy Scout troop stopped by to assist me a few times. Screech and I got o be good friends. He would tell me stories about being a famous actor and working on the NBC set, and I would give him ice cream, pills, and rough anal in return. We once played an epic game of "Neptune: King of the Sea" in the showers at a KOA campground after a Pinewood Derby competition at the nearby grade school.
Green Bar Bill, my Dad was in your troop and he always spoke highly of you. I’m sorry you lived long enough to see the Scouts deteriorate to where goblins like Screech were even allowed to join. He should have spent his time at the Jewish Community Center where he likely would have learned a thing or two about managing his acting earnings. His beak nose and Jew fro would have given him automatic Jewish cred. Instead his parents used the scouts as a babysitter, and even though he never made a single friend, or earned a merit badge, he decided to stay well into his twenties. All to serve his deviant desires. Desires that always included huffing farts, tounging anus, listening to dudes go diarrhea, and getting buttslammed. Green Bar Bill was likely the greatest Scout to ever live while Screech was almost certainly the worst. Screech should have been expelled for tricking that rest area into giving him access while pretending he was doing an Eagle Scout project. He certainly should have been expelled for hanging out with fellow deviants Mr. Horton and his unmentioned cohort Dudley! I only ran into that disgrace one time. It was at a Scout Jamboree and he was accosting people trying to get them to sign his petition to change the boy scouts uniforms to Zubaz brand uniforms. No one was signing it and a bunch of Scouts were throwing rocks and other things at him. A big fat Scout came over and pretended to want to sign it, then ripped a nasty fart in Screech’s face beside blowing his nose on the petition. I told Screech he should stop focusing on the uniforms and instead enjoy what Scouting was all about. He said maybe I was right, then asked if I wanted to hit up the latrines with him. He got this crazed sexual look on his face and tried to grab my balls. I punched him right in his hook nose, and he fell to the ground and began begging me to fart in his face to make the pain go away. I got the hell out of there fast. Later that weekend I saw him go into a run down RV with Scoutmaster Horton and Dudley. From nearly 50 yards away I could hear loud farts and moaning. It was repulsive.
I’m a long-haul trucker and I was hauling logs from northern Washington state to San Diego back in 1993 when I stopped at a rest stop in Southern California. It was during a hot summer day and the AC was busted in the cab of my Kenilworth, so I had been sweating profusely all day. My jeans and underwear were soaked with ass sweat! The only relief I had gotten from the heat was when i stopped to eat lunch at a Taco Bell at another truck stop several hours earlier which had a comfortable air conditioned eating area. In any event, I had to take a massive piss, so I stopped at the Southern California rest stop. When I parked and then walked up to a urinal and started peeing, I ripped a 12-second fart which was really loud and stinky. All of a sudden, I felt something pressed against the seat of my pants and I looked around and saw that there was guy sniffing my ass - he had a huge hook nose which was pressed up against my ass cheeks. The guy said that he was Screech from Saved By The Bell and told me that my fart was “scrumptious.” He said that I had brightened up his day as he worked on his Eagle Scout project renovating the men’s room. I asked him what he was doing and said that the men’s room was filthy and that he was just hanging out annoying people. Screech thanked me even though none of what I said was complimentary. I was freaked out and wanted to get out of there, but I suddenly expelled a nasty 15 second wet fart in Screech’s face and he fell over convulsing - he was experiencing extreme pleasure as his jizzed in his pants! Screech was a disgrace to the Boy Scouts!
Diesel, I apologize for your experience with Screech. Since he has no merit badges he certainly didn’t have permission to do an Eagle Scout project, nor did he apply for one. He also failed to get permission from the State to “renovate” their bathroom. It seemed his ”project” was just a ruse so he could hang out in that bathroom for a few weekends while fulfilling his deranged desires to assault bathroom patrons with his hook nose in the hopes they would rip farts in his face. Only the most demented individual would use the Boy Scouts as cover for something that deviant. Unfortunately word got back to me only after he’d been doing this for a few weekends. The bright side was a decent number of large truckers gave him beatings when they encountered him. I tried to have him removed from Scouts but the liberal ACLU threatened a lawsuit and the Scouts had to back down. Somehow the ACLU believed it was Screech’s constitutional right to loiter in a bathroom, assault people, and claim he was there for a fake Eagle Scout project. I hated that guy so much.
I encountered this weirdo back in 1995. I was at the peak of my fame and had moved to California to get away from the paparazzi. Well, one day I took my IROC Z Camaro to Denny’s. On the way home I had to take a monster piss so I stopped at a highway rest stop. Upon entering I saw this poofy headed fruitcake wearing a Boy Scout shirt with Zubaz pants. Now I wear Zubaz as well, but because I’m a body builder. This scrawny puke didn’t look like he had a single muscle in his body. He complemented my Zubaz and I went to piss. Next thing I know he’s right aside of me telling me I’m taking a wonderful piss and I’ve impressed him. He says he’s doing a Boy Scout project measuring the flow of peoples piss at rest stops. I told him to get away from me, then ripped a nasty fart. Denny’s produces some rank stink. This guys face lights up and he gets a crazed look as he gets behind me and begins breathing deeply, enjoying my fart. I was almost done pissing and had enough of this guy so I did a little donkey kick that knocked his dumb ass over into a puddle of piss. I then ripped another fart which caused this weirdo to convulse and jizz his pants. I stepped on him as a left and he told me he’d really enjoyed our time together and hopes we can hang out sometime. I got to my car, did a burnout, and got the hell outta there. I doubt that guy was doing a science project for the scouts. He was just there to be a huge faggot.
I’m sorry that so many of you had to deal with Screech’s antics at rest stops when you simply wanted to pee in peace. I encountered that fruit when I appeared in one episode of Saved By The Bell in the early 1990s. I’m a notorious ladies man and was always hooking up with slutty stewardesses and waitresses. Anyhow, there was an opening for a temporary substitute teacher position at Bayside High School where my brother, Mr. Belding was principal. My brother and I had a weird relationship - when we were kids, I called him “Richie,” but once he turned 25, I simply called him, “Mr. Belding.” In any event, although Mr. Belding was gregarious, he was not popular with the ladies. He was so sick of being rejected that one day he decided to turn gay and took Screech as his lover. He felt ashamed about this, so he would do nasty stuff like rip ass in Screech’s face, take dumps in Screech’s mouth, wipe his ass clean with Screech’s Jew fro, and give Screech rough anal by the urinals.
When I visited the set during my one appearance, Screech told me that he wanted to service my sexual needs as he thought I was hotter than Mr. Belding. I told him to leave me alone as I’m not gay. Screech apologized and brought me a plate of greasy tacos from the Taco Bell across the street for lunch shortly thereafter. I ended up getting gas from the meal and kept dropping ass that afternoon. Screech must have an enhanced sense of smell as a result of his enormous hook nose, as he complimented me on every fart. One time I was in my trailer alone and the phone rang seconds after I farted and it was Screech complimenting me on the fart! I did my best to avoid that little freak for the next few days until filming on the episode had wrapped. Screech was one sick and demented queer!
A-Rod bought TurboTax and is feverishly trying to finish preparing his tax returns before the Tuesday deadline. On Saturday, he called Corky and Mr. Belding into his home office, asked them to sit down, and told them that money they spent on some of their hair-brained ideas might count as business expenses and asked them to create a list of what they spent in 2022. Mr. Belding replied that he had prepared such a list and said, “here it is.” Mr. Belding then lifted his leg and ripped a nasty 15 second fart which fogged up the windows! Mr. Belding then said, “I hope that helps.” Corky started laughing hysterically! A-Rod replied, “damn! It smells like ass in here now!” Mr. Belding then said, “I forgot to mentioned another write-off,” and then belched loudly for the next five seconds! Corky took a dump in his diaper and then took it off and threw it at A-Rod as he said that was another business expense. A-Rod felt sad at this abuse and said, “forget I even asked. Get the hell out of here!” Corky got mad at A-Rod’s rude comment and punched him in the face before ass-raping him! Corky and Mr. Belding sure taught A-Rod a lot about taxes!
https://nypost.com/2023/03/14/money-is-in-the-bank-a-rod-says-hell-beat-shot-clock-doubters-over-250m-due-for-nba-team/
Gary, A Rod is a total moron and barely made a recent payment due to keep his dream of his partnership owning the Minnesota Timberwolves, giving him life long access to the showers, and players bathrooms. Instead of taking one of Corky and Mr. Beldings billion dollar ideas and using it to propel his blank check company into the stratosphere. Instead he’s done nothing and his company is a sinking ship. He barely owns any of the Timberwolves. What person supposedly worth hundreds of millions uses Turbo Tax to do their taxes?! My guess is sometime soon Corky and Mr. B will try to place one of their many daily Uber eats orders and A Rod’s credit card will be declined. A Rod will suffer a viscous beating before Corky and Mr. B move on to greener pastures!
According to that article, A-Rod and his business partner bought 20% of the Timberwolves for $250 million. A-Rod put in enough of the $250 million to be 7% owner of the team and his partner put in enough to own 13% of the team. So that means that A-Rod apparently invested $87.5 million in the Timberwolves. I know that A-Rod made a lot of money as a player and through endorsements, but this seems like a really dumb use of his money as this has to be a huge percentage of his wealth. What the hell does he know about running an NBA team? Unless he used a lot of borrowed money at favorable rates, this seems like a really risky use of his wealth. He’d probably be better off in stock index funds and bonds. He really should be taking financial advice from Corky and Mr. Belding!
Turf, I believe A Rod was doing all this while he was with J Lo, who is worth more than he is. She was his partner when bidding on the Mets. I’m betting he expected to have access to a significant portion of her wealth when he committed to buying the Timberwolves. He’s already halved his contribution to purchasing the team. I believe the real test will be next year when the remainder to get them to 80 percent ownership comes due next March. They put $250M down in 2021, barely came up with the $250M this year to get them to 40% and now have until March 28th 2024 to pay the remaining $500M owed to give them an 80 percent stake. If they don’t come up with it the current owner can and will nix the deal. With the recent sale of the Suns, and the Timberwolves making the playoffs this year the team is absolutely worth more than the valuation used in 2021. The reason I believe J Lo was expected to be involved is A Rod was supposed to be a 50/50 partner, meaning he was expected to have $250M of his own for next years payment. I’ve seen his net worth pegged around $500M, so as you said that would have been an insane use (and unlikely to be doable) of his wealth. J Lo is pegged at $800M. Combined it’s not as far fetched that they could have made it work. Unfortunately for A Rod Corky won’t share a nickel of his unknown, but estimated $1.6B diaper fortune. I heard A Rod asked Corky about his finances one time and Corky and Mr. B retaliated by taking turns sitting on his head and ripping ass.
I will be auditing Alex Rodriguez. Last year he claimed $100,000 in “business deductions” for diapers. He also claimed a write off of nearly $500k for “damage to offices caused by feces, urine, and farts”. He also wrote off nearly $400k in “business meals” at their standard 50 percent deduction. But almost all of them were from “Uber eats” and “Pizza Hut”. Reading this fine blog it seems many, if not all of these expenses are not business related but instead are for his gay lover Corky, and his lovers best friend. Same with the damage claim! Ive opened a full investigation and I believe we will find many instances of fraud in prior years! That’s to this fine board we will likely send A Rod to jail, and collect millions of dollars.
A Rod is currently in Denver to watch the Timberwolves in the playoffs against the Nuggets. Since he missed Corky who refused to leave Miami and his BFF Mr. Belding he decided to send Corky a few hot pics to let him know he was thinking of him. He sent Corky a few pics of his tiny dick thinking Corky would enjoy them and it would spice up their relationship. A few minutes later he got a text back. He excitedly opened it and found two pictures. The first was a monster dump Mr. Belding had taken on A Rod’s bed, and the second was a picture of the drivers seat of his Bentley which Corky had coated in diarrhea. This made A Rod unbelievably sad and he could be seen crying at the Timberwolves game.
Inside Man, it is always funny when A-Rod gets a notification on his iPhone that he received a text from Corky. A-Rod is so unbelievably happy that the love of his life is texting him and always assumes that Corky is going to tell A-Rod that he loves him very deeply. However, the texted photos are typically of massive dumps that he or Mr. Belding left somewhere in one of A-Rod’s luxury items or inside his house. A-Rod’s reaction is always the same as his eyes well up with tears as an intense feeling of sadness overtakes him!
I was an editor for the “Boys’ Life” magazine during the 1980s and 1990s. That is the magazine to which all Boy Scouts receive a monthly subscription. The name of the magazine was changed a few years ago to “Scouts Life” after the organization started letting girls join.
We used to receive some letters from Scouts around the country and would print a few in each issue. A weirdo kid in California started mailing letter asking that new merit badges be created for “Bathroom Attendant,” “Anal Tongue Bath,” and “Jew-Fro Trimming.” The letters were signed by “Screech Powers.” I didn’t realize that it was an actor until my son started watching Saved By The Bell in the late 1980s. The weird thing is that we started receiving these letters in 1986, before that show ever went on the air, so apparently the character name from the show was also Screech’s name in real life!
Screech also sent a letter asking how hairy his Scoutmaster’s balls and ass should be. We never printed any of these letters, but it just goes to show what a perv Screech really was even as a kid!
Tonight the Minnesota Timberwolves lost to the Denver Nuggets to go down 0-2 in a beat of 7 series. Immediately after the game ended A Rod, who was at the game supporting the Timberwolves which he partially owns, got a call from Corky. When A Rod saw the call he cheered up a little, thinking his lover was calling to console him. Instead, when he answered the phone he heard a fart so loud it hurt his eardrum. Before he could say anything he heard an even louder fart, then the phone went dead. It seems likely that to celebrate the Timberwolves loss Corky and Mr. Belding phoned A Rod so they could both fart into the phone. A Rod was seen hysterically crying after getting off that call.
Inside Man, Corky and Mr. Belding are always making fun of A-Rod for his involvement with the Timberwolves. Recently, Corky told A-Rod that the Timberwolves needed a new mascot. A-Rod asked whether the team should get a fierce-looking wolf mascot and logo. Corky replied that basketball is for faggots and that A-Rod needed to incorporate that into the mascot. Corky then said that there should be two mascots, one would look like A-Rod and the other would look like Corky. Corky explained that in order to entertain fans and keep games from being so boring, the Corky mascot would punch the A-Rod mascot in the balls and then ass-rape him to rally the fans. A-Rod replied that nobody wanted to see a Corky mascot pretend to rape an A-Rod mascot. Corky slapped A-Rod in the face and called him an idiot and then explained that the guy in the Corky costume would really rape the A-Rod mascot and would jizz on his head. A-Rod replied that it was another stupid idea and then pointed out that Corky was already such a weird-looking retard that he didn’t even need a costume and that he could be the mascot with no makeup at all. Corky got mad at A-Rod’s rude comment and slugged him in the gut before yanking off his pants and ass-raping him!
Gary, A Rod was very rude to Corky and completely deserved that beating. Last night Corky felt bad for pranking A Rod with farts. He called A Rod at 4am and told him he had a great idea. A dead tired A Rod told him he was sure it would be another terrible idea and he wanted to go back to sleep. Corky, getting angry, said he and Mr. Belding understood A Rod didn’t want people to see his tiny dong. So instead they came up with the idea that enormous posters and murals of Mr. Belding railing Screech in the ass would really motivate the team and all the queer fans, which is all Corky said come to watch A Rod’s stupid basketball team. He said Screech would have an enormous Jew fro and that a giant bubble with “Zoinks” would be coming out of his mouth. He said that if A Rod wanted to be in it he could be on his hands and knees sniffing a giant fart coming from Mr. Beldings ass, while Corky would be buttslamming him. He said that another idea they had was whenever the Timberwolves scored a basket a giant fart or belch sound from Mr. Belding or Corky would blast throughout the stadium to really get the fans excited. He made sure to note the sounds would be prerecorded as neither he nor Mr. B wanted to have to go to any games. He said the sound would blast for at least 10 seconds after every basket. A Rod cut Corky off their and said the NBA would never allow hardcore pornographic images in the stadium, nor would they allow farts and belches to be blasted during the game. He told Corky to stop bothering him and text him a picture of his massive dong so he could get back to sleep. A Rod then heard some grunting and farts and Corky told him he’d just left a nice gift in A Rod’s sock drawer and that when he got home he was going to pummel A Rod. I personally think A Rod is passing up on an awesome idea!
Inside Man, Corky is a marketing/rebranding wiz! NBA games are boring, but could be made far more interesting by the incorporation of loud farts and belches! I think that instead of a horn blowing at the end of each quarter or after a shot clock violation, it would be nice if we could instead hear the sound of Chuck Berry’s infamous and insanely loud fart. If a player loses control of the ball out-of-bounds or misses a shot, a sound clip of Screech saying, “Zoinks!” should also be played.
Larry, I totally agree with you. Just imagine an amazing offensive slam dunk immediately followed by a giant fart. Or on the other end a massive defensivive blocked shot followed by Chuck Berry’s fart along with his legendary “you can smell my fart”. The fans would go crazy for that! Then during a commercial a Corky and A Rod mascot run on the court. The Corky mascot has the Timberwolves jersey on, while the A Rod mascot has the opposing teams jersey and logo. Then the Corky mascot ass rapes the A Rod mascot while the fans cheer and jerk off! Just imagine how much these things would psych out the opposing team!
A Rod has been reading this board. With his team on the brink of elimination he is implementing a few ideas. Specifically he wants the Timberwolves players to rip farts and belch in the Nuggets players faces. He thinks the stench of the farts will throw the nuggets off, and belching in their faces will intimidate them. The players and coaches hate these ideas, but when A Rod called Corky and told him his heart melted when Corky said he and Mr. B would be watching the game and cheering for the Timberwolves. Corky then farted into the phone and hung up.
NBA official. We have become aware of the Timberwolves plan to use belches and farts in their next game. We think this is disgusting. We can’t do anything about farts unless the player touches another player as he farts. The same with belching. However if the belch causes any food particles or spit to hit another player we will call a foul! We will also call a foul on any “Jump Farts” where a player leaps into the air, spins around, and tries to fart in an opposing players face.
God, this arena reeks like an anus. I saw a Timberwolves bench player with shit running down his leg. Is this team really that bad they have to belch, fart, and shit themselves to have any chance at winning?
At halftime with his team losing by a few points A Rod came down to the court. While I was watching him he shook his leg a number of times and after a bit something rolled out of the cuff of his pant leg. I looked closer and realized he’d let a turd fall out of his pants. The weirdo shit himself, then shook it out of his pants and onto the court! The crowd is full of degenerates all excited from the stench of anus. They are buttslamming each other and jizzing everywhere.
I’m here at the game and it’s insanity. Less than a minute left with the Nuggets down by one. We are at a timeout and A Rod is climbing around behind the players belching into their assholes!
Corky’s tactics totally worked. The T Wolves won behind a ton of farts, belches, and A Rod shitting on the court and belching into the players assholes. I have heard A Rod is heading into the teams showers to celebrate the victory.
A-Rod needs to let the Timberwolves team play “Neptune: King of the Sea” in the showers with him after the games to motivate them to win. I have played that game with my lover, Dudley, for the past 40 years and it really motivated Dudley to be a better person.
I am a straight man and I love my wife. However, think it would cool to rip a stinky fart in A-Rod’s face. I would also like to feel in tongue in my sweaty ass-crack while I expel wet farts onto the tip of his tongue. I would then watch hetero porn while I jerk off onto his head before I turn around and spray diarrhea in his face! Do any other straight guys want to humiliate A-Rod like this?
Derek, this very normal. A Rod is a deviant homosexual who has taken the place of Screech. This makes everyone, even heterosexual men, want to fart in his mouth, and rub their ballsack on his head. Recently A Rod was manning the bathroom at a Timberwolves game, where he was taking the place of an out of service urinal. There was a line out of the door. Dudes couldn’t wait to take a beer fueled piss in A Rod’s mouth, and many of them then turned around to thank A Rod by ripping a fart or two in his face!
There should be a reboot of “Celebrity Fit Club.” I would like to see a new season with overweight washed up celebrities including Corky and his best buddy, Mr. Belding. Kelly Kapowski could also be on the show, as she appears to have packed on a good 50lbs of pure fat herself since SBTB went off the air. I imagine that A-Rod would make a guest appearance to give the contestants a motivational speech about living a healthy lifestyle and working out. During the motivational speech, Corky and Mr. Belding would be scarfing down deep dish pizza, crunching on Doritos, and taking swigs of Mountain Dew from two-liter bottles. Mr. Belding would periodically interrupt A-Rod by loudly belching and farting, actions which would cause Corky to laugh hysterically! A-Rod would eventually yell and Corky and Mr. Belding for being rude and disruptive. Corky would get mad and charge at A-Rod, tackling him and then ass-raping him to teach him who’s boss! Kelly would finger herself while watching this attack as Mr. Belding continued stuffing his mouth with handfuls of Doritos!!! Now that would be a hit tv show with mega ratings!
Smiddy, a reboot of “ Celebrity fit Club “ would be fantastic! Corky and Mr. Belding have 0 interest in healthy lifestyles. They would make everyone life with their hilarious antics.
Today A Rod got home from watching the Timberwolves lose in the playoffs. As he was dropped off at his mansion he was hit with the stench of ass. When he got into the house he found dirty feces water running all over the house and located Corky and Mr. Belding in the living room where they were watching Mr. Belvedere and eating enormous cans of pringles. When they saw A Rod Corky whipped a dirty diaper at him and said his house was falling apart. When A Rod asked what happened Corky said every toilet in the house was clogged and overflowing and he was really mad about the inconvenience. When A Rod asked why the hell they didn’t use a plunger or at least turn off the water so the toilet would stop overflowing Corky said he and Mr. B didn’t work for A Rod and it was A Rod’s job to maintain his crappy house. At this Mr. Belding lifted his leg and ripped a 19 second fart. He then got off the couch, dripped his pants, and took a dump in a potted plant. When A Rod said to stop shitting everywhere and that he would call a plumber Corky get angry and said his best friend couldn’t be expected to hold his Doo Doo in. He then punched A Rod in the balls, before ripping off his pants and ass raping him! When the plumber came out he found the toilets were clogged with diapers and towels someone had used to wipe their ass. He also found a toilet clogged with a shit so big he felt there was no way it was left by a human. As the cleaning crew and plumber worked Mr. B and Corky chastised A Rod for letting his home fall into a state of disrepair.
Inside Man, A-Rod is such an idiot! Did he forget that Corky is retarded or that Corky’s best friend is morbidly obese? He should have custom installed extra wide toilets and sewer pipes in his mansion. It was very predictable that the toilets would quickly fill up with dookie and that Corky and Mr. Belding would throw garbage in the toilet! Also, isn’t cow feces supposed to be good compost for lawns? Mr. Belding probably thought that taking a massive dump in that potted plant would serve as a homemade fertilizer to make that plant grow faster. It isn’t Mr. Belding’s fault that he didn’t know that the his terrible diet of constant junk food causes him to produce toxic dookie which not only stinks, but is full of dangerous E Coli and other diseases.
Larry, I agree. Why would A Rod not ensure a proper staff was there to take care of Mr. Belding and Corky? What did he expect would happen if he left them home alone? Who was supposed to change Corky’s diapers? It’s no surprise without A Rod there to change him Corky just tossed his filthy crapped diapers in the toilets. He likely thought he was being a good boy. And without someone to refill the toilet paper of course Mr. Belding would use towels to wipe his ass. A Rod is a total idiot and deserved to have his house overflowed with disgusting toilet water.
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A-Rod recently bought Corky a gift to show his love and appreciation for him. A-Rod knows that Corky loved Saved By The Bell: The New Class, so he went out and purchased the tandem bike which Screech and Mr. Belding rode through the streets of Paris in one of the most homoerotic episodes of the series. A-Rod told Corky to come down to his garage and see the gift he got him. So Corky and his best buddy, Mr. Belding, paused their DVD of He-Man cartoons to go down to the garage. When Corky saw that A-Rod had given him the tandem bike from SBTB: The New Class, he was so excited that he took an enormous dump in his diaper! A-Rod said it was ok and then cleaned Corky’s bottom, out talcum powder on it, and then put a new diaper on Corky. A-Rod then asked whether Corky wanted to ride the tandem bike with him. Corky said he wanted to ride it with Mr. Belding first. A-Rod replied that Mr. Belding weighs like 500lbs and that he wasn’t sure whether the bike could support Mr. Belding’s massive weight. Corky told A-Rod that he was an idiot and said that Mr. Belding rode the tandem bike in the New Class episode and that obviously it would hold his weight. A-Rod replied that Mr. Belding had packed on 200-300lbs of pure body fat since then and that unless the tandem bike was made with a special metal from the planet Krypton, where Superman is from, the tandem bike would break if Mr. Belding sat on it. Corky got mad and was about to slap him until Mr. Belding suddenly released an epic 10-second beach, causing Corky to laugh hysterically. Corky and Mr. Belding then got on the tandem bike and started riding it. Within five second, the metal frame buckled under Mr. Belding’s enormous weight and the bike fell over! Corky then got up and charged at A-Rod yelling that he must have bought a copy of the bike. Corky grabbed a seat when much fell off and smacked A-Rod in the head with it! Corky then viciously ass-raped A-Rod while Mr. Belding lifted his leg and ripped a 15-second stank fart!
Mr. Corky Thatcher, I am so sorry that your tandem bicycle could not hold the weight of your friend, Mr. Belding. I want you to know that the tandem bike you rode was not a Schwin. A-Rod is a cheapskate who probably went to a garage sale and purchased an old broken down Schwin for $5 and hoped that you were too to retarded to notice that it wasn’t the tandem bike from the Saved By The Bell episode you love. As a token of our appreciation for your lovable antics, the Schwin Company would like to send you a brand new Schwin tandem bike for your enjoyment. We hope that you celebrate and throw A-Rod another vicious beating and then rape him to teach him another lesson!!!!
A Rod is garbage for buying Corky a piece of crap fake bike that couldn’t support Mr. B. A Rod is extremely wealthy and easily could have purchased a proper bike, and made sure it was reinforced. Instead he cheeped out and bought garbage. Thankfully Corky was there to support his friend, and toss A Rod a good beating. Thankfully Mr. B was not injured as he was able to rip a solid 15 second fart. Those best buddies really take care of each other!
Today A Rod told Corky and Mr. Belding that WNBA star and former Russian convict Britney Griner was coming over. Mr. B immediately lifted his leg and ripped a 9 second wet fart and Corky following his lead grunted until his face turned red then left a massive dookie in his diaper. Corky asked A Rod why she was coming over and A Rod told him she was a hero and he was looking and potential partnership with her for the Timberwolves advertising campaign. Corky responded to this by telling A Rod no one wanted to watch his dumb basketball team, and even less would watch if the American hating Griner was in his ads. Corky said she was a giant manlike beast who was a druggie who deserved to go to prison. He then said Mr. B told him the only reason she got out was because she’s a black, woke, dyke, and Joe Biden is all about catering to that element. Especially when they are criminals. At this fine diatribe Mr. Belding got inches from A Rod’s face and belched so loudly it shook the house. Corky then squatted down and punched A Rod in the balls and told him if Britney showed up he was going to pummel him, and Mr. B and he would fart in Britney’s face. A Rod not wanting either of those things happening quickly called Britney and told him the meeting was off. While he did this Mr. B and Corky yelled, belched and farted in the background. Corky and Mr. B really taught A Rod about patriotism that time!
Tox, A-Rod sure is a moron! Is there anyone other than butch lesbians, who actually enjoy watching the WNBA?? Why would A-Rod think that using Britney Griner as a spokesman would drive ticket sales for the Timberwolves?? He really needs to start listening to Corky’s brilliant ideas.
The other day Corky came up with another brilliant marketing idea for the Timberwolves. Corky said that it would be a good idea if they played popular songs during breaks and included new music videos for those songs. Mr. Belding chimes in and said that they would be modern remakes of the videos for the songs or might be entirely original videos for songs which never had music videos. A-Rod replied that he was shocked and that it seemed like a promising idea. Corky replied that he wasn’t finished talking but that it was about time A-Rod realized how smart he is. Corky said that Mr. Belding would explain more.
Mr. Belding said that they wanted to make a video for the classic Kenny Rogers song, “Coward of the County.” Mr. Belding said that it was a song about a man named Tommy who grew up to ridicule because he never stood up for himself, let everyone walk all over him, and was known as “Yellow” by the townfolks in the county. Mr. Belding said that at one point in the song, the “Gatlin boys” visited Tommy’s girlfriend, Becky, and all three of them gang-raped her. Mr. B said that at the end of the song, Tommy confronted the Gatlin boys at a bar and finally stood up for himself, kicking the Gatlin boys asses all by himself.
Mr. Belding said that it was Corky’s idea that Albert Pujols play Tommy, the subject of the song, in the video, and that A-Rod play Becky, the victim of a gang rape. Corky said that the Gatlin boys would be played by Mr. Belding, Corky, and J-Lo. A-Rod pointed out that J-Lo is a woman, so how could she play a boy? Corky yelled at A-Rod to shut up and Mr. Belding said that J-Lo would be wearing a strap-on. Corky said that he, Mr. B, and J-Lo would then rape A-Rod’s character and Mr. B said that there would be hardcore rough anal to entertain the fans. Mr. B also said that after he finds out about the rape, Albert Pujols goes down to the bar to confront the Gatlin boys. However, instead of fighting, Albert Pujols tells the Gatlin boys to come with him and then they all take dumps in A-Rod’s car and laugh about what a faggot A-Rod is. A-Rod started crying and exclaimed that he was tired of being abused by Corky and that he didn’t understand why his love for Corky wasn’t being reciprocated as he grabbed Corky’s dong to fondle it. Corky got mad at A-Rod for groping him and for using words he didn’t understand and then ass-raped A-Rod to teach him a lesson while Mr. Belding leaned to his side while sitting on the couch and ripped a 20-second pepperoni fart!
I worked for the Yankees between 2000 and 2015. The owner, George Steinbrenner, would often get mad at A-Rod for his crappy play during one of his many slumps. George came up with an ingenious scheme to get A-Rod out of a slump back in 2006. We had a series against the Anaheim Angels, which required us to take a long flight from New Your City across the country. Before the series, A-Rod was in the midst of a terrible slump on which he was batting 3 for his last 50 at bats! Mr. Steinbrenner pretended that A-Rod was getting a private jet to fly him to California so that he could regain his focus without distractions. However, unbeknownst to A-Rod, John Pepperoni as well as five of the other contestants in the 2006 Pepperoni Fart contest were hiding in the cockpit during take-off. After that flight was up in the air, the contestants went into the main cabin and started ripping ass in A-Rod’s face to punish him for his stinky behavior! After two minutes of this, the entire cabin reeked of the smell of sweaty anuses! A-Rod begged for fresh air, but we just laughed at what a faggot he was and kept ripping ass over the next couple hours! This truck worked on A-Rod as he suddenly went on a 12-for-16 tear!
I own a mansion next door to A-Rod’s in Miami. He’s a terrible neighbor and one strange dude. My wife and I have seen pizza and Uber Eats deliveries coming to his mansion on a daily basis. I also witnessed a large Frito-Lay truck dropping off a shipment of Doritos and Mountain Dew the other day. We often hear his windows rattling after a powerful fart has been expelled and have heard loud buttslamming often as well as frequent utterances of “Zoinks!” A-Rod opens the windows of his house a couple times a day and each time he does this, we are quickly overcome by the stench of anus/stinky buttholes, which smells horrible! He also purchased a small dumpster which he currently has sitting behind his house. I figured he must have a lot of garbage, but apparently that dumpster serves dual purposes, as we have seen Corky viciously buttslamming A-Rod while leaning against that dumpster. I’m also pretty sure that a couple bums might be living in that dumpster! I hope he moves away - maybe he can move to San Francisco where this type of deviant behavior is celebrated??
I have irritable bowel syndrome and am constantly making runny dookies. I would love to sit on A-Rod’s head and spray diarrhea in his face! I used to watch A-Rod playing baseball on the tv, but I’d like to meet him now. I think it is cool that he is dating Corky, so I know he’s into some freaky stuff. I hope he enjoys eating feces, because I have quite a bit of want to unload into his mouth!!!
Sea Bass, are you the same guy who was in Dumb and Dumber? I loved how you had a hook up time on a bathroom stall door. I can only imagine how annoying it must be to spend millions of dollars on a home and have to deal with the stench of butholes and illegal dumpsters. A Rod is completely depraved. He would totally fit in in San Francisco with Paul Pelosi and his lover, along with up and coming bathroom attendant SBF. Instead he’s in Miami where the summer heat will ensure his neighbors smell the stench of anus all summer. Have you every seen Corky chasing A Rod with a rake or a bat? I’m sure there must be some entertainment value from living next to A Rod, and his lover Corky along with Corky’s best friend and former TV star Mr. belding?
I just discovered this article where a ‘tard gave Barack Obama bowling tips shortly after Obama famously bowled a score of 37.
https://www.foxnews.com/politics/special-olympics-bowler-offers-obama-bowling-tips
I love it when ‘tards like that guy and Corky start bossing around regular people. A-Rod is so lucky he has his own monster-donged ‘tard to boss him around and teach him lessons!
This is Hall of Fame pitcher, Randy Johnson. My nickname was “The Big Unit.” You might assume that I earned that nickname because I’m almost 7 feet tall, but people actually call me that because of my enormous dong. You hit a home run or two off me during your career when you were all juiced up on steroids and I want some payback. I’m going to shove my big unit into your butthole and have my way with you. Curt Schilling and I used to do this to new teammates as part of a hazing ritual in the rowdy Arizona Diamondbacks showers after games back in 2001-2002. We always hoped you would get traded to the Diamondbacks so we could have our way with you when you were in your mid-20s, but it never happened. Now that you are 47, I guess it is better late than never. Let’s get it on! Mr. Belding and Corky are permitted to watch
Randy, that is so erotic! It would be funny if after you and Schilling pounded A Rod’s asshole Corky accused A Rod of cheating on him and gave him a viscous beating and rape. I’m certain Mr. Belding would support Corky by pressing his enormous as to A Rod’s head and ripping fart after fart in A Rod’s face. I bet you and Schilling would vigorously jerk off to this amazing scene!
Pops, I have actually seen Corky chasing A-Rod around the lawn! It is a crazy sight to see because A-Rod is almost a foot taller than Corky. Corky is around 5’4” tall and is fat, whereas A-Rod is around 6’3” tall is is very physically fit. However, when Corky gets mad, which is often, he gets a rush of adrenaline and has superhuman strength. I have seen him fly into many ‘tard rages and they are usually over something seemingly trivial. One time, Corky’s Velcro shoe came undone and Corky blamed A-Rod for it and punched him repeated in the balls before raping him! I also witnessed A-Rod hand-washing his car and Corky snuck up behind him and whacked him in the back with a metal gravel rake, which must have hurt like hell! Mr. Belding belched loudly in between drinking swigs of Mountain Dew from a 2-liter bottle to offer his encouragement to Corky during this particular incident.
Last night, Corky and A-Rod were spooning in bed while watching Corky’s favorite movie, “No Holds Barred.” At one point, A-Rod said he needed to get up to get a glass of water. Corky told A-Rod to stay in bed and then grabbed a walkie-talkie on a nightstand next to the bed and said, “Best Buddy #1 calling for Best Buddy #2. Please bring a glass of water.” A minute later, the bedroom door opened and Mr. Belding walked in and handed A-Rod a glass of water and then walked back outside. A-Rod drank the water and when he realized that nothing was wrong with the water, he was so happy. It was the happiest day in A-Rod’s life, better than winning his MVPs or the World Series, because the love of his life finally appreciated him and was showing how much he cared. A few minutes later, A-Rod said he was getting cold and wanted to turn off the air conditioner and instead turn on the heat. Corky said not to get up and then called Mr. Belding again on his walk-in talkie and said that A-Rod was cold and needed the heat. The bedroom door opened and Mr. Belding waddled in. Mr. Belding then walked to the bed, pulled down his pants, and ripped a 15-second rank fart in A-Rod’s face! Corky said that he hoped A-Rod was warm now. A-Rod started crying and said that if this was a weird joke, he wasn’t laughing. Corky got mad because he expected A-Rod to thank he and Mr. Belding for warming him up. Corky then punched A-Rod in the ribs several times before viciously ass-raping A-Rod!!
Gary, A Rod should have appreciated Corky attempt at love by having his best friend handle his wishes. Instead he be shaved like a little bitch which I’m sure really embarrassed Corky.
Today A Rod tried making amends by hanging out with Mr. B and Corky as they watched the Smurfs and ate about 10 packages of Ding Dongs. During this Mr. Belding said that he nearly had an Oscar for his role in the movie “ Saved by the Bell Hawaiian Style”. He told Corky he was almost nominated but was denied when he refused to use his monster dong to service any of the deranged queers that make up the voters. He said he felt he could easily have beaten that years winner Al Pacino for “Scent of a Woman”. Corky agreed and said anyone could yell “ hoo yah” a bunch of times and Mr. Beldings role in Hawaiian Style was far superior. Corky then claimed the same thing happened to him but for an Emmy. He said he wasn’t nominated after he refused to his monster schlong to pleasure the queer voters. At this A Rod laughed and said they were both idiots. He said that Hawaiian style was a crummy TV movie that wasn’t even shown in theaters, and that it got terrible reviews. He said the Oscar voters didn’t care about a guy playing a principal in a TV movie based on a Saturday morning teen show. He then turned to Corky and said he was just a ‘tard who could barely remember his lines and all he would have won was a ‘tard award but that he likely would have lost to Cousin Geri. At this Mr. Belding got angry and lifted his leg and ripped a 19 second fart. Corky feeling angry and humiliated went into a ‘tard rage and belted A Rod in the face, then kicked him in the balls. As Corky ass raped A Rod Mr. Belding waddled over and took a 3 foot long dump on A Rod’s head. After Corky jizzed all over A Rod the best buddies went to another room to watch He-Man and eat snacks. Corky drop kicked A Rod in the ribs as he left and told A Rod he couldn’t hang out with them for the rest of the day. If A Rod was trying to get back in Corky and Mr. B’s good graces he did a terrible job doing so!
Pops, Mr. Belding is a great friend to Corky! Who else could take a 3-foot long dump at will? And what the hell does A-Rod know about being an actor? He was less than impressive during his appearances in the reality shows, “Shark Tank” and “Back in the Game.” His best acting role was in “Anal Cum Buckets #53,” where he played “Jizz Bucket #3,” but his own lines were of him grunting and saying “Zoinks” while being reamed in the ass!
I recently saw this news article about a young man with Down’s Syndrome who was allowed to play in a college football game because his school was trying to be nice. Now he’s suing the school for alleged mistreatment. The part which made me laugh is how he is upset that he didn’t receive a “Scholar Athlete” award. That sounds like something Corky would get mad about - the guy probably has an IQ of 60 and yet was admitted to a college and was allowed to play on the college’s football team because they felt sorry for him. Yet he’s seriously upset that he didn’t receive recognition as both a scholar and an athlete???
https://www.cnn.com/2023/05/15/us/discrimination-lawsuit-down-syndrome-football-player/index.html?
The kid just needs a big fat cock in his shit pit & that'll calm his uppity ass down..
That downer story is hilarious. But even worse than him is that weirdo who pulled a knife on him at his job and had other incidents also. It would have been awesome if they watched the video, and saw the guy pull a knife on him by the dumpsters, and then that kid downer went into a ‘tard rage and ass raped him against the dumpsters while the knife puller yelled “Zoinks” over and over! It reminds me of the time Screech pulled a knife on Spanky Rogers during the New Class, and ended up getting spitroasted by Spanky and Mr. Belding!
The Downer’s supervisor was Matt Kmosko. Kmosko is a former professional MLS soccer player. I guess he was unhappy with life having gone from being a pro soccer player to managing kids with Down Syndrome. He was sentenced to 30 days in jail for menacing the Downer. He now works at a car dealership in Florida, according to a simple internet search.
Today Corky and Mr. Belding were watching the 90’s show “Step by Step”. While watching Corky suddenly said he had an amazing idea and yelled for A Rod. When A Rod came in Corky pointed to the TV and said he wanted to reboot one of his favorite TV shows Step by Step. Mr. B liking the idea let loose a 7 second belch. Corky then said that he and Mr. B would be best buddies and would love in the house with a bunch of hot chicks, while A Rod would play Cody and would live in their driveway. At this A Rod teared up and said he remembered Cody being a really cool guy and he thought he would like that role. Corky then grunted and made a doody before telling them that in his version of the show A Rod would play Cody who would be a huge loser with a giant Jew fro, who would live in a non running Gremlin in their driveway. He said he and Mr. B would regularly come out to take dumps in his car and would also rip farts in the car then glue the doors and windows shut so A Rod could huff their farts in a nice stinky car. He said if A Rod was really good he and Mr. B would let him eat their assholes. At this A Rod started crying and said he didn’t understand why Corky was so mean to him and that he didn’t want to play a guy in a Jew fro who lived in a shitty car and got farted on. At this Corky smacked A Rod across the face and said he and Mr. B had the hard roles that required them to hang out in the house and stuff their faces with fast food, belch and fart, and spray diarrhea for the audiences entertainment. He said they would also bang shores and clog toilets. Mr B approved this by lifting his leg and ripping a 14 second fart while stuffing his face with a box of Twinkie’s. Corky then said A Rod was ruining everything as usual and punched him in the penis, then turned around and rubbed his filthy diaper on A Rod’s head. He then ass raped A Rod for not supporting his latest idea while Mr. B ate 9 chili dogs and ripped a number of wet farts. A Rod really learned something that time!
Barf, that was another brilliant idea by Corky! I’ve never watched Step By Step, but I’m sure they Corky’s reboot version has to be better than the original. Also, the constant toilet clogs and farts will make that show “must see” and a sure ratings hit. Who wouldn’t tune in to watch a gay ‘tard give rough anal to A-Rod’s character??
Today A Rod came into the den and found Corky, Mr. Belding and a guy in his forties he didn’t know. They were again watching Step by Step and were eating deep dish pepperoni pizza. Seeing A Rod Mr. B lifted his leg and ripped a fart that made the room stink like an anus. Corky laughed at this and told A Rod the guy was Brandon Call who was interested in reprising his JT Lambert role. JT told A Rod he heard he’d been offered the Cody role and he should do it. He then came over and put out his hand, but when A Rod went to shake it pulled it back, leaned towards A Rod and belched loudly into his face. This made Mr. B and Corky happy and JT told A Rod that he’d probably be better in the role of Mark Foster who had been the family nerd. At this A Rod told Corky he was sick if him letting people into his home without permission and didn’t like people burping on him. He also said he had no desire to ever act in any of Corky’s stupid shows he continually came up with. Before Corky could fly off the handle JT Lambert punched A Rod in the stomach, then ripped a nasty fart in his face when he bent over in pain. Corky then came over and high fived JT before sodomizing A Rod completely against his will. Mr. B waddled over and ripped a nasty fart in A Rod’s face and then walked to the kitchen to get another 2 liter of Mountain Dew while Corky jizzed all over A Rod, then went back to watching Step by Step and discussing the reboot with JT!
Inside Man, was Suzanne Summers there, possibly hiding in the closet? I bet she was vigorously fingering herself during this incident while A-Rod was being abused!
I’m a neighbor of A Rod and today I saw Patrick Duffy pull up to his house in a 1985 Chevy Camaro and go in the house. I then heard a lot of insanely loud farts as well as a few Zoinks. Moments later A Rod ran out of the house followed by Corky, Patrick Duffy, and Jt Lambert. Corky is amazingly fast and tackled A Rod, and in full view of the neighbors began ass raping him while Patrick and JT pressed their asses to A Rod’s face and ripped ass. Mr. Belding stood in the doorway belching over and over while yelling something about A Rod breaking out his checkbook to pay for some reboot? What’s up with all that?
I’m a neighbor on the other side of A Rod and saw this incident. I can confirm that Suzanne Summers rode by on a tandem bike with the guy who played Cody. When she saw A Rod being attacked she stopped pedaling and started fingering herself over and over.
I can confirm that Corky and Mr. Belding have reunited most of the original Step by Step actors and plan on shooting the reboot in A Rod’s mansion. I don’t have all the particulars but know that A Rod has been tasked with playing the “Screech” role and Mr. Belding will be Mr. Belding. So it seems there is some kind of genius reboot crossover that Corky has concocted. Corky has created a role for himself named “Big Man on Campus” but other than the name I know nothing further. A Rod does not want to play the role of Screech who for some reason will live in a Gremlin in the driveway but Corky has threatened that he will leave him if he doesn’t do it. I’m very excited to see how this plays out and will keep everyone informed.
Holy shit fellow deranged queers. Corky is reprising his “Life Goes On” role! He is still Corky and is still in High School, along with Screech and all the Step by Step kids! This is genius. Corky is known as the “Big Man on Campus” at the school! Mr. Belding is the school principal. I can’t wait for more details to leak out!
There was recently a brouhaha because Netflix chose to ignore history by casting a black woman as Cleopatra in a tv series. Netflix needs to up the ante by producing a WWII biopic in which Hitler, FDR, Churchill, and Emperor Hirohito are each played by actors with Down Syndrome. Emperor Hirohito can be played by a black ‘tard, Hitler can be played by a Mexican ‘tard, Churchill can be played by a white ‘tard, and FDR can be played by a female ‘tard. Corky can be a consultant for the series. I’m certain it will be a huge hit!
Hey Smiddy, don't you think it's a bit wrong to cast a white person as Churchill in today's environment? How about casting a wheelchair bound Indian man instead for the roll? IND love to see him leaning off his wheelchair to shit in the street! That'd be pretty hot. Anyway, be better!
Today was the first day of shooting of the SBTB/Life Goes On/Step by Step reboot. They shot at an abandoned High School, in the parking lot. The first scene had Mr. Belding parking and being cheered by about 20-30 students who all looked like they were at least 30. A few whores began grinding against Mr. Belding when JT Lambert, Cody and Corky rode into the parking lot on motorcycles. Corky obviously cannot ride a motorcycle so his motorcycle was being towed by a car. He was in full leather biker attire and when he got off the bike we could see that his massive dong was hanging out the zipper of his leather biker pants. Both the guys and girls went crazy when they saw this and they chanted “Big Man on Campus” a bunch of times. Then a crappy Gremlin pulled into the parking lot, its exhaust emitting tons of smoke. It parked next to Corky’s motorcycle and nearly hit it. We could see it was A Rod with a massive jewfro wig and some kind of fake hook nose. He got out of the car and yelled “Zoinks, sorry about that Corky”. This enraged Corky who along with JT and Cody surrounded him. Corky tore a rusty antenna off the Gremlin and began whipping “Screech” in the nuts with it causing Screech to yell “Zoinks” over and over. Corky told Screech that he’d almost scratched his HOG and now it was time for him to pay the piper. As Corky continued whipping Screech’s nuts JT, and Cody, pressed their asses to Screech’s head. All of a sudden “Hey, Hey, Hey, what’s going on here “ could be heard through the crowd and Mr. Belding appeared. Screech yelled “Save me Chief” and Corky told Mr. B how Screech has almost scratched his motorcycle with his shitty car. At this Mr. B told Screech he needed to learn a lesson about safe parking and as Corky ripped off Screech’s Zubaz pants Mr. B opened the Gremlins passenger door and took a massive dump on the seat. While Corky buttslammed Screech JT and Cody ripped farts in his face and tore out chunks of his Jew fro. Mr. B then waddled over and forced Screech to eat his rancid asshole. Corky then blew his load and he, Mr. B, Cody, and JT all went into the school as the other students cheered and jerked off. Screech lay on the ground moaning with his ass bleeding profusely. I think this new show is off to a great start!
Inside Man, it is nice to see that A-Rod is learning to be the new Screech. A-Rod needs to grow out his hair and get a perm to make his hair extra curly and frizzy so that it resembles Screech’s Jew-fro. Then he needs to have several dudes jizz and spray diarrhea into that curly ‘fro to really mimic Screech!
I also enjoy all of the bare asses pressed against A-Rod’s face as well as the nasty farts. Farts in A-Rod’s face need to be a recurring plot theme of this reboot
I really enjoyed that recap. A Rod will be the perfect Screech. But I was most excited about Corky reprising his “leather look” and letting the goods hang out of his pants. The addition of the Step by Step characters is genius. Does anyone know when this show will premiere and who will stream it? Netflix could really cater to the massive deranged queer audience by doing so. I’d love to see Bud Light further support the queer community by producing cans with Corky ass slamming “Screech” on the can.
Today Corky, Mr. Belding, Cody, JT Lambert, and Patrick Duffy woke up A Rod by pressing their asses to his face and ripping monster farts over and over. Within seconds the room stank like a butthole and a stink haze hovered over A Rod. A Rod woke up in a panic, unable to breathe, as he took in breaths of noxious farts. When A Rod complained Corky got angry and said they were prepping him for tomorrows shoot. He also yelled at A Rod for not yelling Zoinks or for wearing his Screech fro wig. While Corky yelled at A Rod Patrick Duffy took a massive dump in A Rod’s sock drawer! A Rod really needs to immerse himself as Screech or he could be in for trouble.
My geezer husband Joe Biden hasn’t had an erection in two decades. Can anyone provide me contact information for Corky? I need that ‘tards massive dong to clean out the cobwebs in my cooch. Mr. Belding can come as well. Im into double team action. Hunter said he’d like to sit in the corner and smoke crack and watch!
I want to fire my seed down new Screech’s throat! Im 100 percent heterosexual, but the idea of firing a load down A Rod/Screech’s throat gives me a massive boner! Before returning to my wife and kids I would rip a wonderful fart in A Rod’s mouth for his pleasure.
Last night Corky told A-Rod about another idea for a tv show for them to make more money since the Step By Step reboot is going to be a big hit. Corky explained that the show would focus on A-Rod’s like the sitcom, “Steinson.” Mr. Belding interrupted and said that Corky meant to say “Seinfeld.” Corky said that in the show, A-Rod is a famous baseball player who won many awards and then it was discovered that he cheated by using steroids and then everyone hates him, just like A-Rod in real life. Corky also said that in the show, A-Rod lost all of his money and had to get a job as a bag boy at a grocery store. He further explained that Corky is a character on the show and plays a billionaire investor who meets A-Rod at the grocery store when A-Rod bags his groceries. In an episode, A-Rod screws up by mixing refrigerated items with hot items in the same bag. A-Rod replied that it was a weird idea seeing as how the only thing Corky every buys at the grocery store is candy and soda. Corky got an angry look on his face like he was going to throw A-Rod a beating but instead stood up and ripped a 15-second fart in A-Rod’s face before sitting back down and asking A-Rod to shut up while he finishes the story. Corky said that despite screwing up his bag job, his character offers A-Rod a job. A-Rod asked whether the job was to endorse products such as sportswear. Corky replied “no” and reminded A-Rod that everyone hates his character because he’s a cheater. Corky further explained that his character offers A-Rod $5/hour to service his peepee and ass needs and that A-Rod’s character happily accepts the offer. A-Rod said it was another dumb idea and that everyone knows he is straight and dated J-Lo. A-Rod also asked why his character would take such a horrible job for less than Minimum Wage. Corky replied that J-Lo is Corky’s girlfriend on the show and that he’s always having loud sex with her in his bedroom. Corky said that after sex with J-Lo, A-Rod’s character licks Corky’s butthole while Corky farts in his face. Corky also said he gives A-Rod rough anal to make the love audience laugh. A-Rod said he’d heard enough and that it was a horrible idea because why would a show with anal sex be aired on tv? A-Rod also said nobody would believe that a ‘tard like Corky was a billionaire or that A-Rod was a bag boy at a grocery store. A-Rod then demanded that Corky pull down his pants and remove his diaper so that A-Rod could fondle Corky’s dong. Corky got mad and slapped A-Rod in the face before ass-raping him! During this attack, Mr. Belding drank a large bottle of maple syrup before waddling over and ripping a heinous fart in A-Rod’s face!!
You have to love how Corky continues coming up with surefire hit after surefire hit. It’s amazing. He creates one show and before the second episode is done he’s already creating new shows. A Rod should thank Corky for including him in his shows, and this latest idea has A Rod in a leading role! Instead of being grateful A Rod behaves like a turd.
I saw A rod at McDonadls this morning. He was hanging out in the bathroom while wearing his Yankees uniform and a massive Jew fro wig. When I went to the urinal he leered at me and asked I wanted his autograph. I told him no thanks and then ripped a soft fart. He got all excited and said he wanted my autograph. Next thing I knew his face was buried in my ass and he was begging for another fart. I was almost done pissing, and pushed hard letting loose a nice blast in his face. He practically screamed “Zoinks” and fell over backwards and began convulsing. I stepped over him, washed and dried my hands, and got the hell out of there. When I left he was still moaning and flopping around the piss soaked floor like a fish. What’s up with that?
Adam, I’m glad to see that my second cousin is posting here! You certainly had a strange encounter with A-Rod. He certainly is a weirdo, isn’t he? I have heard many stories about him harassing random strangers who simply want to pee at a urinal in peace. With Screech out of the picture, A-Rod is the most prominent rest stop weirdo around. You would think that with all of his money, he’d be able to meet men more discreetly, but I suspect he must get off on doing this to strangers.
I attended last nights Celtics/Heat game. Afterwards I hit up a Taco Bell close to the stadium. Within seconds of eating I felt a massive dump coming on and went into the bathroom. There I found A Rod who had been on the Jumbotron at the basketball game. I found it odd that he came to the same Taco Bell after watching the Heat lose. When I entered he nodded to me in a a weird way and asked if I needed to use the stall. I said I did and he opened the door for me and asked if I wanted his autograph. I told him thanks but I was good, then entered the stall and began taking a dump. I could see his sneakers right outside the door, then noticed his eye pressed to the crack, leering at me taking a dump. As a sprayed diarrhea into the toilet I asked him to please leave me alone. Second later he burst through the door and said he’d heard my masterful shit spray and knew my ass now needed his attention. He had put on a massive Jew fro wig, and he quickly spun me around and began going to town on my ass with this tongue. He also begged me for farts. I didn’t have much after releasing all that diarrhea but forced out a squeaker and he moaned then yelled Zoinks. He then reached around and gave me a masterful hand job. When I was about to cum he asked me to jizz in his Jew fro as it would five it character. I did as he asked, then as I passed him to leave let loose a much nicer loud fart. As I left I could hear him breathing deeply and he fell over and began flopping around as he jizzed his pants. That guy is a total weirdo.
Tank, that is such a strange encounter. You would think that A-Rod would have a little more class. Was he this demented during his pro baseball career? If he had spent more time focusing on hitting and less time fantasizing about sniffing buttholes, he probably would have broken Barry Bond's tainted home run record!
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