There are posts on another message board forum where Jeremy Miller is discussed. Miller acted as Ben Seaver on the mid-late 1980s sitcom, "Growing Pains."
These message board comments were apparently posted in 2007. According to the posts, Jeremy Miller was either working at a McDonald's or an IHop. Granted, these posts are from 2007, so it is possible that Miller has moved on to greener pastures and might be a chef at an Olive Garden or Chili's now.
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I used a men’s room at a McDonald’s in Oklahoma City back in 2008 or maybe 2009 and some weirdo seemed to be hanging out spying on random strangers at the urinals and bathroom stalls. Could that have been Ben Seaver?
I have no idea why he hasn’t hooked up with a former MLB star like Corky did. Corky is a smart cookie who now has a gravy train to provide for him, and he has his best friend in the world with him as well. Ben Seaver could easily hook up with someone like Albert Pujols and live in his mansion. I bet he could even bring his best buddy Stinky Sullivan. I hope Ben sees this and gets tips from Corky.
Jeremy Miller and Screech were reportedly the best of friends as young child stars. Jeremy obviously turned out better, as an adult job cooking Egg McMuffins at McDonald’s, waiting on tables at iHop, or being a chef at an Olive Garden is far superior than simply working for tips as an unpaid bathroom attendant like Screech did. Can you imagine being so hard up for cash that you would degrade yourself by having to sit on an uncomfortable chair in a men’s room mere feet from where random strangers are ripping nasty farts and spraying diarrhea?
Steve, Screech was one of the most deranged people to have lived. He truly did what he enjoyed, which seemed to be loitering in the men’s rooms of various truck and rest stops across the US, and servicing the penis and ass needs of random dudes. The meager income it provided him was ancillary to driving his hook nose against an obese man’s butthole and huffing his farts.
Life as a long haul trucker just ain’t been the same since Screech died. I looked forward for running into him, many times in Reno, when I stopped for a well deserved pit stop. I’d see Screech and immediately light up knowing he’d be servicing my p and a needs. He would press his nose deep in my ass as I pissed, just waiting for me to backfire in his face. Other times he’d lurk outside my bathroom stall and instead of using toilet paper I’d use his Brillo like Jew fro to really get the shit chunks from my anus. As long as I farted in his face as I did this he seemed happy. I also made sure to tip a few nickels or even a quarter. One time it was Christmas Eve and I ran into him in Wisconsin. Man, it was snowing hard and I was happy to see Screech. He ate my ass, licked my balls, and I gave him some nice holiday buttsex. I tipped him $5 that time. It being the holidays and all. I miss that fart gobbler.
Barf, you raise good points. Now that I think about it, every job Screech ever took was degrading in some way. He played a loser on Saved By The Bell - he was just supposed to be a dork in “Good Morning, Miss Bliss,” but became more and more annoying during the original “Saved By The Bell” series and during “The College Years.” However, he completely degraded himself for money on “Saved By The Bell: The New Class” when he appeared to be a total retard and grew out his poofy Jew-fro to up the comic value. There was some homosexual tension between Screech and Belding on “Saved By The Bell,” particularly during the Miss Bayside episode. However, Belding wasn’t on “The College Years,” so Screech turned his gaze toward his dorm RA, Mr. Rogers. There was some gay tension between those two, but their sexual tension was nothing like it was between Screech and Belding. When Screech returned to “The New Class,” Screech really let his freak flag fly and started giving Belding sensual massages/rubdowns at pools, rode a tandem bike together, slept in the same bed on camping and class trips, and Screech also let Belding take dumps in his ‘fro. Screech was obviously gay in real life, but he at least had the dignity to tone it down and try to appear like a relatively normal, albeit still weird, kid during his initial days of acting in the series.
Big Tex, after driving your big rig for hours, your ass must have been sweaty and stinky from hours of farting. It is heartwarming to know that Screech inserted his enormous hook nose into your sweaty ass-crack while you were pissing at a urinal.
Today A Rod woke up, got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a piss with his tiny cock. While walking he stepped in something squishy, and when he looked down he found he had stepped in an enormous turd. He screamed like a little girl and ran into the bathroom, tracking shit across the floor, and jumped in the shower to wash it off. He then called to his housekeeper to clean it all up and went to find Corky and Mr. Belding. He found them in the den watching Scooby Doo and eating enormous bowls of Fruity Pebbles, donuts, and Mr. B had a container of cake frosting. They also had a few two liters of Mountain Dew. A Rod burst in angry and began yelling how he stopped in a turd that was Mr. Beldings. Corky said they knew nothing about it, and it was likely a dog that did it. When A Rod said he didn’t have a dog Corky got annoyed and said maybe A Rod forgot he had a dog. A Rod then said he knew it was Mr. Beldings turd from the size and smell, and that they played with army men and Tonka trucks the night before in his bedroom. Corky then said he now recalled that while playing Mr. B made a doodie on the floor, but it was smelly so they left. When A Rod yelled that he should have used the bathroom Corky for annoyed and said Mr. B has special needs like he does and sometimes can’t make it that far and it’s A Rod’s fault for not having more bathrooms. A Rod grew more annoyed and said maybe Mr. Belding should wear diapers like Corky does, and that he was still made they had ruined his Bentley and Escalade by welding into a submarine that sank. He said he insurance wouldn’t cover it as he didn’t have idiot insurance. At this Mr. B grew offended, and let loose a 9 second belch. Corky also got annoyed and said A Rod better stop insulting his disabled best friend in the universe, to which A Rod threatened to kick them out unless Corky starting letting him play with his monster dong. At this Mr. Belding ripped a 14 second wet fart, and Corky belted A Rod in the stomach them ass raped him while telling him if he insulted his buddy again he would make A Rod move out. As Corky raped A Rod Mr. B waddled over and took a dump on A Rod’s head while Corky laughed, then jizzed all over A Rod. The best buddies then went off to the kitchen to get more snacks.
Inside Man, Mr. Belding suffers from a disability known as “morbid obesity.” It obviously isn’t his fault that he has a compulsion to pour bags of M&M’s into his mouth and wash it down with a tall glass of Hershey’s chocolate syrup. A-Rod is a selfish jerk who has no empathy for Mr. Belding’s medical condition. Why should Mr. Belding be inconvenienced by wearing an uncomfortable diaper when he prefers to parade around in the nude from time to time?? A-Rod should just deal with it and install more bathrooms in his house instead of verbally attacking Corky’s best buddy.
Does anyone know whether the Growing Pains set was as rowdy as the notorious sets of Saved By The Bell, Life Goes On, and the Golden Girls? I wonder whether there are any hot stories involving Alan Thicke and Jeremy Millet and/or Kirk Cameron. Did the sound of butt-slamming reverberate through the studio when the actors were taking breaks after filming takes? It was Alan Thicke trying to get with Tracy Gold or even the mom on the show, who was generally viewed as being a MILF by the show’s hetero fans? I hope to read some tales of the sound of loud butt-slamming to give me something to fantasize about while rubbing one out…
Corky was recently watching the movie, “Groundhog Day,” with A-Rod and Mr. Belding. Corky enjoyed the movie and said that they should remake that movie with A-Rod as the star. A-Rod thanked Corky for thinking of him, but reminded him that he isn’t an actor. Corky said that it did not matter that A-Rod wasn’t an actor because it would be filmed like a reality show. Corky explained that A-Rod is thrown into a filthy area of San Francisco and is raped by horny gay men and after the gay guys are done raping A-Rod and A-Rod’s anus is bleeding heavily, the day repeats itself like it never happened. Corky explained that A-Rod is really raped and that the day keeps repeating until A-Rod makes it to a boat and sails back home to Florida. A-Rod said it was a horrible idea and that he wouldn’t be able to walk after being raped repeatedly by gay men. Corky told A-Rod that he was an idiot and obviously wasn’t paying attention to what he was saying. Corky reminded A-Rod that the day repeats, so it is like the rapes never happened. A-Rod replied that Corky seems to be getting even more retarded and said that days don’t repeat like that and obviously he would be getting raped constantly throughout Corky’s stupid movie and asked why Corky would think that he would even agree to participate in something so dumb? Corky got mad at A-Rod for not believing in him and punched A-Rod in the balls before ass-raping him while Mr. Belding poured a large jar of M&M’s into his mouth and washed them down with a 2-liter of Mello Yello and then belched loudly in A-Rod’s face for 11 seconds!
Gary, that is an amazing idea Corky had! I think A Rod is the idiot, as obviously Corky was saying each day would be lived over and over again for A Rod as he was raped by horny gay men until he couldn’t walk, thus having to sleep in the same place and wake up to another day of being raped. A Rod wouldn’t need to focus on what happened the day before, as new rapes would begin. Just imagine all the cameos that could be made?! Im sure Corky and Mr. Belding would make appearances, as well as every deranged star in Hollywood! This would be a blockbuster that could be made cheaply as none of the actors would be paid. So you would just have the film crew expenses. People would go in droves to see it. The entire queer community, baseball fans, A Rod haters etc.
Hey guys! If that movie is filmed after the baseball season is over (the Yankees) my man and I will gladly participate in the film. We love San Francisco, and there is nothing better than holding hands and skipping through the Castro while hobos take dumps in the street!
Gary indicated that in Corky’s movie, A-Rod has to sail from San Francisco to Miami to prevent the day from resetting. Wouldn’t it take weeks to sail that far? Can sailboats even travel through the Panama Canal, or would A-Rod have to sail below the bottom of South America? In either event, A-Rod sure as hell wouldn’t be able to sail that far in a single day to prevent the day from resetting!!
I took Corky’s comment to mean that the day kept repeating until A Rod made it to the boat. Which would then carry him back to Miami. Larry that’s an interesting take you have, which would make it funnier, as the movie would never end if that’s the case. Corky may think Miami is only a 10 minute boat ride from San Francisco.
I don’t know whether it is true, but I heard a rumor that during the credits for Corky’s “Groundhog Day” ripoff, there is going to be a hidden scene where a time lapse video of A-Rod’s anus is shown. The time lapse will show how stretched out and torn A-Rod’s butthole gets after each day in the time loop. There will also be a laugh track playing and, at the end of the time lapse video, s message is displayed which explains that A-Rod contracted AIDS during the filming of the movie and has returned home to Mexico to live with his family. Apparently Corky still believes that A-Rod is Mexican and lived there until recently.
I just saw a really hot episode of SBTB The New Class where Screech was making passionate love to Mr. Belding. They were giving each other rubdowns, and riding a tandem bike together nude. Then the show did that thing to show it was just a dream sequence and Screech woke up to find he was at his little desk in Mr. Beldings office. Mr. Belding had caught him napping and to wake him up chugged a two liter of Mountain Dew, then stuffed handfuls of Doritos in his mouth. He then woke Screech up by letting loose a 13 second belch that spewed Dorito crumbs all over Screech’s face and Jew fro. When Screech abruptly woke up to find himself being belched on he yelled “Zoinks” then complained about the Dorito particles that were raining on his head. Mr. B was insulted Screech didn’t appreciate his wake up call and body-slammed Screech, then teabagged him for good 10 minutes as the laugh track roared. What an episode!
Stench, I enjoyed how much they degraded Screech just to keep SBTB going for more seasons. Screech’s massive Jew-fro, daily anal rapes, and being farted on helped to a certain extent. However, the show was revitalized for awhile when other characters started belching into Screech’s face when their mouths were full of partially chewed food. It was amazing how many Doritos Mr. Belding could stuff into his mouth before unleashing a massive belch in Screech’s face, covering him in partially chewed Dorito particles. I remember when Mylo the janitor was eating at a table in the teachers’ lounge in an episode during the last season on The New Class - he was stuffing his face with Flamin’ Hot Cheetos and had already gulped down a 2-liter of orange Crush when he suddenly released a 12-second belch into Screech’s face, covering Screech’s face and Jew-fro in a cloud of Cheetos dust and partially chewed Cheetos! The really weird thing is that Mylo hadn’t been an actor on Saved By The Bell since Good Morning, Miss Bliss had been cancelled more than 10 years prior to that…
Smiddy, one would have thought NBC would have shut down a show that had to use a hated character being belched on and pelted by food particles just to lure in a meager audience. I wonder if any of the executives even watched it, as they would have seen the show revolved around the gay love affair between Mr. Belding and Screech, and Screech being degraded by being sexually assaulted, beaten, farted on, shit on, belched on, etc. I believe they all hated Screech and likely tuned in to see how crazy the depraved writers went that week. I remember stories of Screech complaining to the writers. I bet that annoyed them and the next week Screech would read the scripts to find out Mr. Tuttle was giving him a Cleveland Steamer!
Hey guys. My lover is a Major League Baseball player. I’m only using my first names initial to keep this private. Anyhow, he plays on the Yankees and hasn’t hit a home run in almost two months. His batting average during that period is below .200. I’m looking for tips on how to spice things up so he can get back on track? I make sure there is always plenty of deep dish pepperoni pizza on hand, and also service his P and A needs. His farts stink like shit and he loves ripping them in my face during our lovers trysts, so that hasn’t changed. But he’s getting depressed that he can’t hit homers and it’s in the NY news. Should I make a scene in the stands to boost his morale? Tonight he barely ate any deep dish pizza, and so far has only ripped 3 loud farts. Help me guys!
S Bartman, your lover may be suffering from anxiety and he’s feeling the pressure when he’s at bat. You need to take off the edge for him. Let him humiliate you sexually so that he can relax during games. Keeping eating out his anus and letting him butt-slam you. But when he devours pizza rips ass in your face, be sure to make to very obvious that the stench is horrendous by at least crinkling your nose. It would also be a good idea to have several 2-liters of Mountain Dew, Coke, or whatever his favorite soda is at the ready as well as large bags of Doritos, so that he can humiliate you by releasing powerful belches in your face while his mouth is full of partially chewed Doritos, spraying the particles all over you during the belches!
Ass Breath, thank you so much for the kind advice. After talking with my man we came up with a plan. He is in California to play the Angels, and I’m back in NYC doing my job as a Door Dash delivery driver. If he doesn’t hit a homer tonight he returns to NYC and the Yankees have a home series starting Friday. He will get me a seat in the first row close to the on deck circle. I’ll be decked out in my normal regalia, but will wear a Yankees cap instead of my old Cubs hat. He will stuff his face with deep dish pizza in the tunnel from the dugout to the players locker room, then will come to the on deck circle. He will then slowly back his ass towards my face and I will lean into the protective screen so he can put his ass on my face and rip ass! I may convulse a bit from the pleasure while the fans around me cheer. This hot action will almost certainly spur on a home run bonanza! If it works I will attend more games and we can make this a regular ritual! Thanks Ass Breath, as your idea spurred this one!
Now that most MLB teams have a Gay Pride celebration, I think it is time for them to up the ante a bit. We’ve all seen the “Kiss Cam” videos where a couple is shown on the Jumbotron big screen during a game so that everyone in the stadium can see it. I think that a progressive team should introduce a “Fart Cam” where a couple is shown and one of the people is farting in the other one’s face! S Bartman and his lover could be displayed on one of the first “Fart Cam” segments. I would also like to see a “Belch Cam.” Too bad Screech is no longer with us. A crowded stadium would go nuts if he and Mr. B had been shown on a “Belch Cam” and witnessed Mr. B belching in Screech’s face while his mouth was full of food, spraying food particles all over Screech’s clothes, face, and Jew-fro!
Larry, you’re thinking like I am! To cater to the deranged queer community I know we are going to have to up the ante as you said. We will need to have an “anal sex night”, a “fart in your lovers face while they tongue your anus” night and many others. By 2030 pretty much every night is expected to celebrate the butthole lickers and fart gobblers of our country. I am excited to hear S Bartman is going to positively interact by allowing a Yankees player to rip ass in his face in a bid for a homer. I’d like to see that progress. Maybe a player will buttslam a horny male fan before an at bat? Larry. I’d like to offer you a position with MLB to help along my vision. Just imagine it’s the 9th in inning of tie game 7 of the World Series, bases are loaded, with 2 outs, there is a full count, and just before the pitch is thrown the camera feed cuts to a filthy restroom where an obese guy is taking a massive dump fueled by insanely loud farts. I think that’s what the fans want! Come work with me Larry!!!
Rob Manford, have you ever considered having a charity carnival to raise money for a cause? Instead of having a “dunk tank” where patrons try to hit a target with a ball in order to cause a bench to move so that someone falls into a tank a water, I would to see a “fart booth.” In a “fart booth,” a patron would pay a certain fee in order to have the privilege of farting in a pro baseball player’s face, such as A-Rod. You could even televise this charity event offer pay-per-view, which I’m sure would be popular with the gay community as well as with people who dislike the baseball players being farted on!
I have lived in Port Washington, Wisconsin, for about 30 years. I live down the street from where Screech used to live. He was a menace to the neighborhood as his yard was always unkempt and filled with weeds. He had a girlfriend for several years whom he had supposedly met while in line at a KFC or Arby’s, or something like that. But she left him after a few years and he became despondent and started engaging in some dangerous activities, such as placing ads for gay lovers on Craig’s List and stuff like that. I was walking my dog through the neighborhood back in 2010 or 2011 and walked past Screech’s house and was nearly overcome by the stench of anus! I walked up to his front door and saw him through a window - he was naked and was with two big fat guys - one was dressed in a Principal Belding costume and the other was dressed in a Mr. Tuttle costume. The fat guys were naked and had their bare asses leased against Screech’s face and kept ripping powerful farts as Screech moaned in extreme pleasure! The fat guys then spit-roasted Screech for a few minutes before jizzing all over his Jew-fro. The fat guys proceeded to eat bags of chips and sat down bare-assed on Screech’s couch afterwards while ripping ass onto the couch. Screech must have had to burn that couch afterwards. My dog took a dump on Screech’s bushes and then we left and continued on our walk through the neighborhood. He was a real weirdo.
A couple weeks ago, A-Rod took Corky and Mr. Belding with him to a baseball game in Cincinnati to watch the Reds play and they stayed in Ohio for a few days. During the trip, Corky saw a Tim Hortons coffeehouse. Corky said that they should go there to see Mr. Belding’s old friend and bicycle shop owner, Mr. Horton. A-Rod replied that Tim Hortons was a Canadian chain of coffeehouses and was completely unrelated to Mr. Belding’s pervert friend, Mr. Horton. A-Rod also said that he had never even heard Mr. Horton’s first name, so who would Corky even think it was “Tim” and what where the odds that Mr. Horton just happened to be in one of hundreds of Tim Horton coffeehouses on that particular day? Corky got mad because he thought that A-Rod was being a jerk by lying to him and decided to teach A-Rod a lesson. When A-Rod was stopped at a red light, Corky got out of the car and then dragged A-Rod out and started beating him! Corky punched A-Rod in the balls and kicked him up the ass! Corky then ass-raped A-Rod in the middle of the street while everyone in their cars honked and clapped their approval. During this attack, Mr. Belding was busy stuffing his face with cake and he unleashed a 10-second belch, spraying cake particles all of A-Rod’s face!
Bill, thanks for that highly erotic story. It just shows how deviant Screech truly was. After completing his run on SBTB I don’t think there was a moment he wasn’t planning or engaging in some kind of deviant behavior. I highly doubt those fat guys were there for free, making me wonder where Screech was able to find male prostitutes willing to dress as Mr. Tuttle and the Big Bopper? I believe Craigslist was still running back then so I suppose he may have used that. All of his money was wasted on gay prostitutes and other things he used to fulfill his deviant behavior. When he ran out of money he had to hit the road and work as an unpaid bathroom attendant. The only job he was remotely qualified for. Personally I would have cranked on off in the bushes at the sight of two obese dudes in costumes railing Screech. I bet those costumes were hot as hell, making them stink like shit, just adding to the rank stench. I bet all the neighbors hated him. I can only imagine walking your dog in a safe, suburban neighborhood, and being hit by the stench of anus 50 yards from the house! I’m shocked they haven’t labeled his old home a toxic waste dump or superfund site!
This is the Zodiac speaking. Back in the late 90’s I was going to make a comeback. I found a lovers lane and staked it out, waiting to catch and shoot young lovers. The perfect location was near Bayside High. One night I was prepared and had my gun and flashlight. I lurked and waited, and soon a car pulled in. It was an old crappy Gremlin that parked and I could hear the occupants quickly getting to the action. As I snuck up on the car, I saw the passengers window was open. It was then that I first heard a ridiculously loud fart, followed by someone yelling “Zoinks”. A few seconds later a nasty stench hit me and was so putrid it almost knocked me over. I then heard a belch that lasted at least 10 seconds, followed by another “Zoinks”. This was quickly followed my the sound of buttslamming and I realized it was two guys. I could see one had a massive jewfro, and as he was being ass slammed the other man was yanking out chunks of his Jew fro and throwing them out the open window. I tried sneaking up to the car again. But as I approached the other guy pressed his huge ass to the poofy headed weirdos head and ripped a fart that had to have lasted 15 seconds. It was of course followed by “Zoinks” and a noxious cloud filled the air, I coughed and felt I’d given my position away, so I ran away overcome by the fart and nearly coughing up a lung. When I got back to my car I got the hell out of there but could still hear more farts, Zoinks, and buttslamming. Years later I saw the show SBTB The New Class and recognized Screech and Mr. Belding as being the occupants of the vehicle that ruined my fun! I decided to retire that day as the experience traumatized me!!
Zodiac, it appears as though encountering Screech during a homosexual tryst with Mr. Belding really scared you straight! Witnessing his former high school principal ripping ass in Screech’s face and loudly butt-slamming him would freak anyone out, even a deranged serial killer. The interior of that crappy car must have reeked of the stench of diarrhea stinky buttholes and there were probably food crumbs and soda cans all over the floor. I’m sure that there were also cun stains all over the upholstery and chunks of Jew-fro all over the car!
Anus Goblin, it was awful. I was used to the deranged hippies of the late 60’s. They just smelled bad. I wasn’t ready for the change in society when I decided to start back up in the late 1990’s. I was unprepared to catch two deviant men engaged in unspeakable acts. The one that looked like a gargoyle was repulsive, and his screams of “Zoinks” haunt my nightmares. The other guy was just fat, but man could he belch and fart. His farts smelled like nothing I’d ever smelled before and hit me like a freight train! It was then that I accepted my time killing people at lovers lanes had passed. I have flashbacks of buttslamming and chunks of Jew fro being thrown out of that car window!
Zodiac, I have heard that Mr. Belding would release an enormous load of semen every time he climaxes while viciously butt-slamming Screech. He also reportedly leans his head back and bellows like a hippopotamus at the moment of climax - did you hear this sound? If so, I’m sure it was frightening! The rumor is that Mr. Belding pumped so much semen into Screech’s ass that it backed up into Screech’s brain, causing him to morph from a genius at the beginning of SBTB to a gay ‘tard by the end of the New Class…
Anus Goblin, thankfully I did not hear that sound. I believe Mr. Belding felt a massive fart coming while he was buttslamming Screech. He then stopped pounding Screech’s anus, pressed his ass to Screech’s face, and ripped that earth shattering fart that made me cough and flee the scene. Screech practically yelled “Zoinks” when the fart was done, and then as I go out of there I heard more buttslamming, as well as some smaller farts. It was an atrocity. I was nearly caught by the police after one of my murders and I can say Mr. Belding’s fart was far more terrifying. Now I’m an old man and am angry that I didn’t get the chance to terrorize people again.
I was a substitute teacher at Bayside High School in the late 1990s. I remember when Screech was hired as an unpaid intern in the fall of 1994 - he was getting some form of class credit at California University, yet somehow he ended up staying for six years as Principal Belding’s assistant. I’m not sure what Screech actually did at the school, although he seemed to spend the vast majority of his time in Mr. Belding’s office and in the Teachers Lounge. Sometimes I would walk past Belding’s office and the door was closed and I could hear the conspicuous sound of loud butt-slamming, window-rattling farts and belches, as well as what sounded like hunks of Jew-fro being painfully ripped off someone’s skull. One time, Belding’s office door was open and I walked in to say hello and was nearly overcome by the stench of anus and semen! There were were junk food crumbs, soda cans, and chunks of Jew-fro strewn all over the floor! It was the strangest thing I’ve ever encountered!
John, thanks for that amazing report. It’s shocking that either Screech or Mr. Belding retained their jobs. It had to be known by every teacher that Mr. Belding and Screech were engaged in some kind of homoerotic love affair. I highly doubt the superintendent would have approved of that or the constant belching and farting that made the office smell “like an anus” as you wrote. One would have thought something definitely would have happened when Corky was made Mr. Beldings assistant, in charge of Screech, who was then an unpaid bathroom attendant intern! How this escaped the school board is mind blowing.
Josh, that is one hell of a story. I can only imagine the teaching environment Mr. Belding created by wolfing down junk food, ripping ass, belching, and ass slamming his “assistant” all day. Does anyone know if Mr. Belding eventually retired, or was he forced out under clouds of a scandal?
Barf, Screech was a real weirdo. There was a class trip where Screech and Belding went camping with some of the kids and Screech and Belding stayed in the same cabin. One of the kids told me that he peered through the cabin window and saw Screech sleeping in the same bed as Mr. Belding. The kid also claimed that Screech was using Mr. Belding’s 60-in undies as a pillowcase and that a big brown Hershey stain was clearly visible on the undies, yet Screech’s face was right next to that stain! He also said that Screech brought a tandem mountain bike and rode it on a mountain trail - he said they looked like a couple faggots on that bike.
John, Screech was repulsive. Why the hell would anyone want to sleep using someone’s shit stained underwear as a pillowcase? Who the hell brings a tandem mountain bike? Mountain Bikes are made to be touch and go on difficult trails. It seems to me a tandem Mountain Bike would be a huge liability on a difficult trail. I bet that idiot had a custom tandem bike built just so he and Mr. Belding could ride it around together. I wonder if it was a Zubaz brand tandem mountain bike? Screech of course had to always have the back seat so when Mr. Belding ripped farts he would be downwind and be able to huff them. I wonder if that was the episode where Mr. Belding got really annoyed with Screech and threw him into the fire, then bent over and ripped a huge fart creating a massive fireball and burning off most of Screech’s jewfro?
I just saw an episode of SBTB the New Class where the Superintendent did a surprise inspection of Bayside High. When he entered Mr. Beldings office unannounced he found Mr. Belding buttslamming Screech while downing a two liter of Mountain Dew. When the superintendent asked Belding what the hell was going on Mr. B let loose a 12 second belch while Screech yelled “Zoinks”. Instead of being angry with Mr. Belding the Superintendent came over to Screech, dropped his pants, and used Screech’s hook nose to clean and pleasure his anus. He also ripped a few squeaky farts and high fived Mr. Belding. When Mr. Belding bellowed like a hippo and jizzed in Screech’s ass the Superintendent squeezed his butt-cheeks, clenching them tightly and breaking Screech’s hook nose. Mr. B and the superintendent then left Screech bleeding on the floor and went to the cafeteria to grab lunch and discuss giving Mr. Belding a raise.
Barf, I was shocked to see a tandem mountain bike myself as I didn’t realize those were even a thing. The tandem bike was pink and had a little basket in the front and a bell. Mr. Belding sat in the front and had bags of candy and soda cans stuffed in the basket. I saw the bike tip over several times while they were on it. Belding was probably only in the front, as you suggested, so that when he ripped farts, Screech could experience exquisite pleasure while sniffing them. But the problem is that the person in the front is responsible for steering the bike and Mr. B had trouble steering while also opening bags of candy! I saw them tip over one time and Mr. Belding seemed to be more concerned about the candy than he was about the well-being of Screech! Screech was the ground, apparently too weak to get up on his own and after gathering his candy bags, Mr. B walked over to Screech and instead of extending his hand, he ripped a 10-second rank fart in Screech’s face!
Guys, I am a Forrest Ranger in California. I was called to a scene back in 1999 where some fruitcakes riding a shoddy pink tandem Mountain Bike made by the Zubaz brand company had fallen and were injured. When I arrived the fat one was eating a giant bag of candy while the poofy headed weirdo was laying under the bike. The bike only weighed maybe 40 pounds but the Screech guy was to weak to push it off him, and Mr. Belding claimed he was too tired to help him. Screech just kept yelling Zoinks over and over as I lifted the stupid bike off him, and told him the tandem mountain bike was dangerous and a bad idea. At this Mr. Belding thanked me, then ripped a nasty fart, causing Screech to run over and begin sniffing around like a truffle pig. They then climbed back onto the bike and began riding down the hill. Mr. Belding was shoving candy into his face and the bike quickly went out of control and tipped over. Mr. Belding then for some reason began pummeling Screech before ripping off his Zubaz pants and ass raping him right there in front of myself and a few other bikers. The other bikers cheered and jerked off, and I got the hell out of there. The rest of the weekend was nothing but complaints about those.
Hi guys. I was on that camping trip. I was in 10th grade and was forced to spend the weekend camping with a couple classmates and Mr. Belding and Screech. They brought along that queer pink bike and Screech wouldn’t shut up about how awesome it was and how he and Mr. Belding were going to win the “King of the Mountain” mountain bike race. We stayed in a cabin, and the only private room was a counselors bedroom that Mr. Belding and Screech shared. All Mr. Belding cared about was eating junk food and drinking Mountain Dew, while Screech kept yelling Zoinks and talking to his bike. We were supposed to learn about the outdoors and camping but Mr. Belding just laid around chowing on junk food and Screech played with his bike. At night we could hear all kinds of weird noises coming from their bedroom. Really loud belches and farts, followed by buttslamming and Screech yelling “Zoinks” about a hundred times. On the day of the race we all gathered at the top of the Mountain to watch. Mr. Belding was in the front seat and had a large bag of potato chips and this enormous drink holder that held a two liter of Mountain Dew. Screech was dressed in some pink Zubaz brand bikers outfit made of spandex. When the race started Screech began pedaling but we could see Mr. Belding wasn’t. All the other bikers quickly passed them and we watched and laughed as Mr. Belding focused on gobbling up potato chips while Screech kept yelling “please pedal Chief”. Mr. Belding then reached for his soda and let go of the handlebars and the bike almost instantly flipped over. Mr. Belding fell to the ground, and Screech flew through the air and the bike landed on him. As we ran down to check in them I saw Mr. Belding grab his chips and complain the were all crushed, and his soda had spilled. He then got up and began jumping up and down on the bike with Screech under it. We could hear Screech’s ribs snapping as he did so and Screech kept yelling “Zoinks”. Mr. Belding then leaned down and ripped a 9 second fart in Screech’s face as some medical personnel from the race showed up and pulled the bike off Screech and began to tend to him. We then left with Mr. Belding to go back to our cabin and we packed up and left, stopping at a Pizza Hut for dinner. I have no idea how Screech got home as we abandoned him and I saw Mr. Belding toss his stuff in the woods.
I am shocked that a simple google search reveals that there are numerous mountain bike races which involve tandem bikes - most of the races involve teams of a man and a woman, although there are tandem teams which involve two fruits such as Screech and Belding. There are also some tandem bikes which have seats for 4 or 5 people. I bet Screech would have love to sit in the rear seat of a five-person tandem bike where big fat guys on the four seats in front of him rip ass constantly!
Timmy, Screech was so weak and lazy. Obviously Mr. Belding was trying to give Screech a workout with a Mr. Miyagi-style of non-traditional exercise. In a normal tandem bike team, both riders pedal, but Mr. B knew that Screech was so pathetically weak and uncoordinated that he needed a workout where he pedaled solely and had to balance the bike himself while Mr. B stuffed his face with candy and chips while sitting in the front seat. Screech clearly failed this workout which Mr. Belding had thoughtfully prepared for him. So it wasn’t surprising that Mr. Belding and the medical personnel left Screech to find his own way home.
Ungrateful bastard should've had his gay ass pummeled like a harajuku gamesa bitch with long-dicked daddy-issues..
Hey gang, the DOJ is letting me off the hook for all of the crimes I have committed.
Now that I am going to have free time, I would like to become the new “Screech.” I want to sniff Mr. Belding’s anus and be Corky’s sex slave. I fantasize about Corky and Mr. Belding rubbing their bare asses against my face and then jizzing into my greasy Jew-fro. I will jerk off whole those hot studs rip stinky farts in my face. Let’s hook up
SBF, it’s good to see you’re back and doing well. Since Corky is currently dating A Rod I would focus on pleasing Mr. Belding. I’m sure Corky would join in with some farts, and potentially strangle you with his diaper, but turning yourself into the new Screech is what you should focus on. A Rod has attempted this but has failed miserably, garnering him many beatings and rapes from Corky. I think it would be wonderful if you changed your name to Screech and totally committed to wearing Zubaz pants, and working on your Jew fro. Mr. Belding has been sad since Screech died and you could easily be Screech 2.0. You’d live in bliss with Corky, Mr. Belding, and A Rod, as Mr. B’s lover. Then you and Mr. B could double date with Corky and A Rod!
SBF, whatever happened with your unpaid bathroom attendant internship? I remember you mentioning something about this several months ago. Have you improved your skills? Have you learned how to seductively press your hook nose up against a truck driver’s sweaty ass crack while his taking a hell of a piss at a urinal? Also, does your Jew-fro grow back quickly after chunks of it have been torn out? I remember reading that Screech had a very unusual Jew-fro, where his hair follicles spread across his head through some type of rhizomes, kind of like a hard-to-kill weed which spreads across a sickly lawn during the summer. When someone jizzed onto Screech’s scalp and Jew-fro, it was kind of like fertilizing a lawn and caused his Jew-fro follicles to spread more quickly!
Corkie's poo-poo is very stinky, but it tastes delicious, and contains lots of corn and fermented cabbage which provide vital nutrients, along w/liberal amounts of a-rod's turgid man batter, which is high in protein. It truly is the "Breakfast of Champions".
You people might not want to hear this, but I am a famous television actor, and a-rod & corky have invited me to share their bed with them on numerous occasions while belding was downstairs sleeping. I would pump a-rod's ass full of my slimy semen & then pull out and have corky lick the streaks of peanuts and shit off of my liver-spotted piss-plank until he got so excited he went dookie in his diaper! I then donkey-punched his 'tard ass and urinated in his face. Another time, all four of us went 2 the circus & sat & gorged ourselves on bag after bag of those bright pink pistachios while we watched the fruity circus performers risking their very lives for our entertainment.. Anyway, when we got home belding crashed out on the couch again, and myself, a-rod, and corky went upstairs & retired to the bedroom. So, same as before, I blew another load up a-rod's ass and took a big, meaty dump on corky's mongo chin while he licked a-rod's balls from underneath, only this time, when I withdrew my throbbing meatstick from his blown-out cock-socket, it was covered in like a thick, pink paste from the undigested pistachios he'd eaten earlier.. it was really weird, 'cause it looked just like I'd dipped my dick into a large bucket of pepto-bismol or something.. (corkie's chin also looked like a freshly-scooped cone of raspberry sherbet as well) but it wasn't as bad as the time I had corky bent over the sink, fucking him in the ass, when the ungrateful 'tard shit all over my dick.. & when I pulled out and gazed at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, my now-limp member looked like a melted butterfinger bar.. and my eyes stared back at me with a look of complete & total shame, humiliation and regret that I shall never forget for as long as I live..
Celebrity Man-Whore, I am certain none of the above happened. Corky is capable of going into a ‘tard rage of epic proportions at the drop of a hat, and he would have beat you senseless had you tried any of the above. His Mongo strength is insane. One time he got angry at A Rod because he didn’t have any money on him when the ice cream man came by. A Rod tried to hide in his car, but Corky ripped the door off it, yanked A Rod out, and ass raped him right in the front yard as the ice cream man watched and jerked off. The ice cream man then gave Corky a free ice cream sandwich!
Hello everyone! I was just working the men’s room in a mall in the Bahamas yesterday evening. I pressed my nose into the sweaty asscracks of numerous men who came to the bathroom to use the urinals. At first, I tried kneeling on the floor behind the men peeing at the urinals, but kneeling in a puddle of urine is kind of gross, so I started crouching down behind the men, but I started getting tired - it was quite a workout for my legs and core! I also trie using a rolling swivel chair with a height adjustment feature so that I could position my nose right next to their anuses. I learned so much and earned $1.75 in tips as well as a few breath mints and a button as tips!
I’d say this went quite well. But I must say that some of these men had incredibly stinky buttholes, which was a bit unpleasant. I wonder how long it took for Screech to initially get used to the stench of smelly unwashed anuses, or did he always enjoy it?
SBF you loser. It’s been 6 months and you’re just figuring out how to get behind someone? If I saw you with a chair I’d throw it in the trash. You kneel behind someone, and enjoy the urine soaked floor. The smellier the butthole the more you desire it. This is the first time someone has made Screech look intelligent. Screech kneeled in whatever was on the floor, and drove his hooknose into the filthiest truckers butthole in delight. You’re in the Bahamas sniffing a few tourists buttholes while sitting on a chair. Get to Reno immediately and live in the truckstop there. It’s time for the deep end. Service the fattest truckers buttholes first, and you will learn what a stinky butthole truly is. Just imagine a 400 pound man sitting in a truck with no AC on a 100 degree day. He’s eaten nothing but Pizza Hut and Taco Bell for days. Now imagine your hook nose in that man’s sweaty ass crack while kneeling in a puddle of piss. That was Screech’s dream and it better be yours. Now get your shit together and go to Reno!
Vic Tayback, I just read your comment from July 27th. That was a fantastic recap of one of the best episodes from Saved By The Bell: The New Class! I am pretty sure that the episode where the superintendent showed up unannounced was during the second season shortly after Screech returned to that show after missing the first season while filming the College Years. It isn’t too long after Screech returned to Bayside when Mr. Belding started butt-slamming him! I liked how instead of telling the superintendent what was going on, Mr. Belding instead unleashed a loud and long belch while continuing to really give it to Screech, right in the ass! Mr. B was fortunate that the superintendent was a demented queer who broke Screech’s hook nose with his powerful butt cheeks.
I have been on vacation in the Bahamas for the past week. On Saturday night, I stopped at the Marathon Mall in Nassau with my family to do some shopping. I had eaten steak for dinner the night before and as I was walking through the mall, I suddenly realized that I had to find a bathroom so that I could expel a massive diarrhea spray. Fortunately I managed to find a men’s room near the food court. I walked inside and saw that there a weirdo loitering near the urinals who had a huge Jew-fro and was wearing a cheap-looking tuxedo shirt and had a display of tiny cologne bottles, breath mints, and paper towels on a tray near the sinks. He welcomed me to the bathroom and said that he was “former billionaire Sam Bankman-Fried.” He also asked whether I needed anything and I replied that I needed to use a stall. I accidentally ripped a fart at this point and he started clapping his hands - it kind of reminded me of a trained seal waving its flippers. In any event, I walked into a stall and shit the door. I quickly put down a layer of toilet paper on the seat and then sat down and unleashed a massive diarrhea spray which was quite stinky! All of a sudden, I heard clapping again and saw that the bathroom attendant weirdo was standing right in the other side of the door, peering in through the gap between the door hinge and the stall partition wall. He told me that I was taking a fantastic dump and asked whether I needed a breath mints or any help from him. I was perturbed, to say the least, but I said I was fine. I then started wiping. After about a minute, the stall door suddenly opened, and the attendant guy pulled down his pants on sat next to me on the toilet seat and said he needed to pee and that he hoped it would be cool if he shared the toilet seat with me. I asked why the hell he wasn’t using a urinal like a normal man and he said that he preferred to pee while sitting down. I replied that even if that was true, why the hell did he have to sit on a toilet seat while I was still using it? He shrugged his shoulders and then knocked me off the toilet seat, causing me to fall on the floor. Then he crouched down and started giving my dirty anus a tongue bath! It sounds nasty but I have to admit that even though I am completely heterosexual, I enjoyed the experience and farted on his tongue several times! I told him he should use his Jew-fro to clean up my butthole. He quickly did so and it did make my anus squeaky-clean! Even though he’s a real weirdo, I think I will look back fondly upon this encounter for years to come.
Rusty, that sounds like an interesting experience. You can tell SBF is a weirdo loser as he doesn’t even use proper unpaid bathroom attendant etiquette. He should never have knocked you to the floor, and if you were a real man you would have promptly pummeled him unmercifully. If he tried that shit a truck stop he would have found himself beaten and left in a puddle of piss and jizz. At least you got a respectable rim job, and Jew fro ass wiping. It seems his skills are slowly improving.
SBF your bail restrictions prevent you from leaving the country! If it’s true you have been in the Bahamas loitering in public bathrooms I will have you spend the rest of your pre-trial time working as an unpaid bathroom attendant in my chambers! I will eat all kinds of nasty foods during my time on the bench, and will then return to rip farts in your face, and piss in your Jew fro. I have an investigation into your behavior under way, and have a feeling my old balls will be sitting on your face by the end of next week!
SBF, I would like to loiter in the men’s room at the Bahamas mall where you work as an unpaid bathroom attendant so that I can witness you in action to grade you on your performance. I will either hide behind a trash can or above the ceiling tiles and will rub a few out while you are sniffing stinky buttholes of random men peeing at urinals. I also want to witness how much semen, urine, and feces your ample Jew-fro can absorb. Have you ever been spit-roasted by diseased homosexuals? I want to watch this as well!
Sick fucks..
So i'm trying to work out the chronology of events that led to the Big Bopper, Corky and A Rod getting together. Have I got this right:
1993: Mr B and Corky first met in the original SBTB run during a special cross over episode where he railed screech in the gymnasium. This was after screech tried to bully him.
1994: Around the same time C and B were becoming big on the anus scene, and were into coke, strippers and fast living
1995: The Big Bopper then became a respected actor on the new class and started dating screech, whilst Corky was still single and apparently dating Wade Boggs?
Then nothing for a while
2005: Corky became a rock star with forever friends and was owned by the DeMasi twins. At the same time A-Rod was confirming himself into perhaps the greatest shortstop of his generation and the most powerful hitter of all time.
Then it goes blank - how did A-Rod end up with corky? Everyone knows about screech and the big bopper, but its weird how stories of A-Rod and corky have only come out in the last 5 years or so.
Ass Hawk, I have yet to read an authoritative account on how Corky and A-Rod ended up together. I have read rumors that they met near the end of A-Rod’s career when Corky came to a Yankees game and A-Rod asked to meet him because “Life Goes On” was A-Rod’s favorite sitcom when he was in high school. I have also heard rumors that A-Rod used to do charity work for Down’s Syndrome organizations and that hr instantly fell in love with Corky when they first met and Corky was so excited that he quickly filled his diaper with doodie.
Mr. Tuttle, I’m glad to hear that you are still alive and are still into the bathroom scene at your age! I had heard that you died 15 years ago or so - did you fake your own death to escape your creditors like Screech was rumored to have done?
Mandy, why do you hate the gay community?
I went back to the Marathon Mall in Nassau on Friday afternoon before flying back to the USA on Saturday. I visited the men’s room near the food court and ran into SBF again. The mall was crowded and there was a long line for the men’s room as there were only two stalls and three urinals. There were six people on front of me for the urinals when SBF announced that he was opening a new urinal. It was a weird thing to say as all the only three urinals were being used at that point, so I didn’t know what the hell he was talking about. SBF proceed to kneel down in the corner and the opened his mouth and said that since the other urinals were being used, the next people in line should pee into his mouth. A couple dudes took him up on his offer and pissed into his mouth! Then it was my turn and I “accidentally” pissed into his Jew-fro instead of into his mouth! Then I turned around and ripped a nasty fart in his face! SBF then fell over in homosexual ecstasy while jizzing his pants!!! Afterwards, I zipped up and washed my hands before dropping a shiny dime into his tip cup. I looked in his tip cup and he must have done well that day as there appeared to be a few dollars worth of change in there!
Rusty, that sounds like a very satisfactory bathroom experience. SBF that was a job well done. The bathroom was busy, and you helped everyone out in a totally demented way. You were rewarded well with all that change and Rusty’s rank fart. Don’t let these compliments go to your head. A mere week ago you were a disgrace. I’m glad our words of encouragement were taken to heart. I still believe it’s time to get your ass to Reno and service some trucker ass.
Barf, SBF’s Jew-fro appears to have very unique properties. I noticed that when his hair gets wet from urine, it greatly expands in size, kind of like a sponge. SBF’s Jew-fro appeared to quickly double in size as it absorbed by piss! He must be related to Screech in some way - perhaps they were cousins?
I’m so gay for SBF right now. I don’t find him attractive, but I think it would be hot to humiliate him. As many other gay men can attest, the mere thought of ripping stinky farts in SBF’s face is an enormous turn-on. The look of disgust as he’s forced to breathe in the stench is very homoerotic as is the idea of me rubbing my sweaty bare ass up against his face and forcing out wet farts while doing so. I would also love to pee into a bowl of cereal while he’s eating it. Watching his face turn green with nausea while I and several other dudes are cutting farts in his face brings some serious wood to my love equipment! I think I need to book a trip to the Bahamas to receive service from SBF!
Big Bopper, I’m not sure if you’re the true “Big Bopper” but if so I’ll gladly set up to bring SBF directly to you. He read my training tips and I’ve now taken over as his manager. Much like a boxing manager I set up his training and appearances. I informed him of your requests and he popped a minuscule boner. I do believe after Rusty’s comments regarding his Jew fro and seeing his half inch boner, he may very well be related to Screech. I’ve never heard of another human huffing a dudes rank fart, then falling over and jizzing their pants. Im hoping to get some Screech DNA to compare to SBF to see if their lineage overlaps.
Today was a good one at the Marathon Mall. An old man riding a rascal scooter pulled into the bathroom. I whisked him to the front of the line and he leaned off the seat a little, pulled down his pants, and ripped a bunch of nasty ass farts in SBF’s mouth before letting loose a slimy turd that SBF gobbled up. The guy left a $3 tip!!!
I was at the Marathon Mall yesterday and saw a long line for the bathroom. I also saw a really fat guy disguised as a potted plant. He was wolfing down a few bags of McDonalds. I watched him then slowly move to a corner and take a shit on the floor before moving back to his spot close to the bathroom. He then pulled out a little pirate telescope and aimed it into the bathroom, then watched whatever was going on in the bathroom while jerking off vigorously. He then jizzed wildly and fell over. Oddly, no one but myself noticed this strange occurrence. Either that or this is a totally normal happening at the Marathon Mall?
Geno, it is amazing how many deviant queers loiter near the Marathon Mall men’s room when SBF is working as an unpaid bathroom attendant. I was there a couple weeks ago and ate a few pieces of pepperoni pizza at the Sbarro in the food court. That Sbarro is nasty and the slices often sit for hours under a heat lamp before being consumed. However, that pizza does give me some major stinky gas, which is the most important thing! I gulped down an extra large cup of Mountain Dew while eating then waited half an hour for my stomach to start digesting the meal. I proceeded to heat over to the men’s room and was fortunate that the line wasn’t too bad that day as I probably would have gone diarrhea in my pants if it had been a long line. Once I walked into the men’s room, SBF immediately sniffed the seat of my pants for some strange reason, as if he was a dog sniffing a strange dog to acquire its scent. That bathroom was strange as it had tv displays on the walls kind of like as if you were at a sports bar. However, instead of showing sports clips, the TVs instead showed video of people taking dumps and farting! It was really strange, but I suppose SBF is fascinated with the bathroom scene and loves being around strangers who are ripping ass and taking dumps! I farted a couple times while waiting for one of the stalls to open, but SBF couldn’t take it any longer and yanked down my pants and started sniffing and licking my stinky butthole! I lost control of my bowels and accidentally took a huge dump on his hook nose and into his mouth - SBF’s eyes rolled back, he fell on the floor, and started having some type of homosexual seizure as he jizzed his pants in complete ecstasy! I tipped him a nice quarter and a Tic Tac and then wiped my ass clean with his Jew-fro, washed my hands, and left.
I just saw a funny episode of SBTB the New Class. For some reason a tiny group of high school kids do a “semester at sea”. Of course Mr. Belding abandons the school to chaperone and brings Screech with him to share a tiny stateroom. Mr. Belding is constantly at the ships buffet and whenever he encounters Screech on the boat he either belches in his face, or bends over and farts on him. No matter which he does Screech yells “ Zoinks” as he’s knocked overboard. Mr. Belding laughs every time Screech goes overboard and the same student yells “man overboard”. This happened 6 times in the episode I just watched. The only other thing that happened was the group of students walked past Screech and Mr. Beldings room and made faces as some stench hit them, and they heard the sounds of buttslamming, with the occasional “Zoinks”.
Jeremy Miller - All Killer, No Filler.. (except when I give him a cream-pie filling up his tight little man-ass of course.. then he's filled to the rim, with my quim..)
Pops, I believe that the episode you saw was from the sixth season of the New Class. Ratings started to really drop that year, so the storylines became more over-the-top with homosexual themes. There was also an episode where Bayside kids visited the Los Angeles Zoo. Belding and Screech were supposed to be chaperoning the class trip along with Coach Sonski and Mr. Dewey. At one point, Mr. Belding and Screech left the group to go into a shop to buy candy but weren’t seen for awhile. Everyone started looking for them. At one point, someone heard a loud rumbling sound coming from a locked janitor’s closet it sounded like a loose hippo was in there bellowing! One of the kids alerted a zoo employee that it sounded like a hippo was in the janitor’s closet. The employee went over to the door but couldn’t open it as he didn’t have the key, but he heard a crunching noise which sounded like someone eating Doritos or some other type of chips, followed by a loud belch! The employee said it definitely wasn’t a hippo, but he would find a key and unlock the door. While the kids waited for the zoo employee to return with a key, the door started rattling and it sounded like someone was ripping powerful farts from in side the janitor’s closet! When the zoo employee finally returned and opened the door, everyone was shocked to find Screech and Belding in the closet. Mr. Belding claimed that the door blew shut as they walked by and they were trapped inside. However, Screech’s Jew-fro was covered in partially chewed Dorito particles and semen and it smelled like a stinky anus inside the closet - the stench was so heinous that it had peeled paint from the wall inside the closet!! That was an odd episode…
Fellow queers, I discovered that there is a store in the Marathon Mall in Nassau in the Bahamas which is named, “Dudley’s Cosmetics.” I did a little research and discovered that the owner of they shop is Dudley from Diff’rent Strokes. I walked into the store yesterday and met Dudley - I was looking for face moisturizer, but he tried to get me to buy lip gloss and done other fruity products. I also saw Mr. Horton in the shop - he was manning a cash register. I was also surprised to see that there is there is a mural on the wall behind the cash registers which depicts a shower and about that there is the phrase, “Neptune:King of the Sea”! What was that all about?
SBTB Fanatic, my cousin used to work at the Los Angeles Zoo and he has heard about that incident involving Screech and Mr. Belding. He said that the janitor’s closet had to be hosed down because of the stench and because it was coated with dookie and semen. Apparently the janitor’s closet still reeked of the stench of anus even after a hose down and had to eventually be demolished! He also said that he heard that Mr. Belding belched into Screech’s butt crack while his mouth was full of partially chewed Doritos and that Screech whined about having Dorito particles in the crack of his ass!
There is a new show on Netflix which follows people with Down’s Syndrome as they go on dates. It looks like all of the people have Down’s. When Corky found out about this, he claimed it was racist because none of the people with Down’s Syndrome are dating normal people. He also said that A-Rod should have used his Hollywood connections to get Corky on the show. Corky then punched A-Rod in the balls and ass-raped him to teach him a lesson!
Damn this board is getting spicy. It sounds like the Marathon Mall is the place to be! I bet SBF regularly shops at Dudley’s Cosmetics with the tips he makes manning the men’s room! I’ll bet he’s prime meat for Mr. Horton and could easily be tricked into drinking wine, taking random pills, then playing “Neptune, King of the Sea” with Mr. Horton and Dudley!
Mack Truck, I do believe Mr. Belding belching Dorito fragments into Screech’s ass is likely the closest Screech ever got to getting pleasure from Mr. Belding. It’s funny how even at a Zoo, which is designed for animal feces etc., Screech and Mr. Belding were able to stink up a closet so badly the Zoo couldn’t clean it!
Larry, Corky is totally right. That show sounds racist, and likely shows people with Down Syndrome in a poor light, only able to socialize with and date other downers. That show should pivot to only filming Corky. They would see his normal friendship with his best friend (and non downer) Mr. Belding, as well as his dominate love affair with A Rod. Instead of being a side show it would show how normal things can be, as well as showing how big a loser A Rod is when he’s repeatedly beaten up and raped by Corky as Mr. Belding belches, farts, and cheers!
SBF is a piece of garbage! I went to the Marathon Mall a couple days ago and had to take a dump - I had a nice turtlehead sticking out of my anus and was hoping that SBF would gobble it down in the rowdy men’s room. However, that loser got himself arrested after a judge in the Bahamas revoked his bail. I really want to butt-slam that loser, but he needs to keep himself out of prison in order for me to do this!
I read that SBF is now being held in a Brooklyn jail. Does anyone know whether I can pay a conjugal visit to him in the jail? I would love to butt-slam him to get him ready for what he’s going to experience for the next couple decades. I also want him to lick my anus as if it is a lollipop, albeit with a very stinky diarrhea flavor. I would also love to jizz into his Jew-fro and will trick him into believing that his fellow prisoners will think he’s cool if he walks around the yard with semen stuck in his Jew-fro!
SBF is really a loser and I’ve dropped him as a client. He could be a decent Screech replacement on the bathroom scene, but he’s such a loser he can’t help from being annoying and stupid. The judge was right to toss his ass in jail after he violated order after order. Unfortunately that has shut down his job at the Marathon mall and it’s likely he will stay jailed until his October trial. Unless he’s found not guilty he will likely be going to prison for a long time. I got a call from someone named Tyrone who said he now “owns” SBF which is fine with me. While on the call I could hear buttslamming and SBF yelling Zoinks over and over. It sounded like he was enjoying himself.
I am livid. I scheduled a family vacation in the Bahamas just so I could go to the Marathon Mall each day to take dump and pee on SBF. I get here and find Carrot Top “performing” in the men’s room as a stand in for the recently jailed SBF! Now I’m trying to convince my family the Bahamas stinks and we need to go to New York City. I have a connection in the DA’s office there and I may be able to get into the jail SBF is being held in. I’m told he’s already manning a toilet in his cell and other inmates come by to buttslam him as well as use his mouth or Jew fro as a urinal. I plan on taking a dump in his mouth! SBF you stink!
Paul Cock, that is simply unacceptable! I feel for you, man. I can’t imagine bringing my wife and kids with me on a vacation to the Bahamas, expecting to be able to pee and do dookie on SBF, only to discover that he isn’t even there now. I know that there are nice beaches and great weather and all that, but the highlight of your vacation was obviously to sneak away from your wife and family in order to degrade SBF while using him as a toilet receptacle. I hope that you are able to convince your family to go on vacation in New York City with a stop at the Brooklyn jail where SBF is incarcerated.
Last night Corky told A-Rod that he was mad that A-Rod had not yet grown a hook nose like Screech and that he wanted A-Rod to grow a massive hook nose so that A-Rod could insert it into Corky’s ass crack while Corky pees at the toilet. Corky pointed out that he learned how to pee into a toilet in his potty training classes and that A-Rod should reward him with the hook nose. A-Rod said that he wasn’t able to grow a hook nose at will. Corky got frustrated and told A-Rod that he should instead grow a big Jew-fro like Screech. Corky said that A-Rod should shave his head and then gather up pubes from the toilet and then glue them onto his head so that his hair is curly like Screech’s. Mr. Belding told Corky that it was a great idea and then belched loudly to show his approval for Corky’s idea. A-Rod said that it was Corky’s dumbest idea yet and asked why Corky would think that A-Rod would want to glue pubic hair from other people onto his own head. He also said that he was a baseball legend and that he was sick of Corky’s verbal abuse. Corky got mad at A-Rod for having such a bad attitude. Corky then proceeded to punch Corky in the balls and kick him up the ass. Corky then ass-raped A-Rod while Mr. Belding ate a huge pizza, pausing periodically to laugh and fart loudly!
SBF sucks on big thick monkey penises and also licks the shit off of corn-cobs after they've been shoved up his filthy asshole.
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