I recently discovered the following message board posts where different people discussed adults with Down Syndrome who wear diapers. The first poster claimed that he had been at Taco Bell and Big Boy restaurants and saw adults with Down Syndrome having their diapers changed on sanitary tables in the bathrooms. I wonder whether this is how A-Rod changes Corky's diaper when Corky fills his diaper when they are eating out at restaurants...
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I find this a bit absurd. I’ve seen many of those plastic tables and they don’t look like they could support 50 pounds, let alone the 200+ pounds Corky weighs. It would be hysterical to be at a Taco Bell and walk in to find A Rod changing Corky, then watch as the flimsy changing table collapsed. Corky would absolutely blame A Rod and would beat him unmercifully before ass raping him within an inch of his life! Mr. Belding would stand there in the bathroom eating tacos and ripping farts in A Rod’s face.
Also, I couldn’t help but notice the eclipse post from the previous thread. I thought Corky and Mr. Belding were very sweet to set up such a lovely eclipse experience since A Rod missed it by sleeping all day. Waking up to a total eclipse of Mr. Beldings asshole is a dream many of us have had since we first saw him on Good Morning Miss Bliss! A Rod instead of being excited made a total fool of himself!!
Pops, I have heard that the Americans with Disabilities Act (ADA) is in the process of being amended to require restaurants with a seating capacity in excess of 100 people to provide sanitary changing tables in bathrooms which are sturdy enough to support the weight of a 150 lb person. I’m not sure whether this will ever become law, but it seems like legislative overreach to me… I was at an Arby’s the other day and noticed a sanitary changing table which appeared to be far too small to support the weight of a middle-aged Down person like Corky.
I was looking for info on Screech when I discovered that there is actually a restaurant on Virginia named “JewFro”! Its website indicates that it serves food which is a fusion of Jewish and African foods. I wonder whether they have any holiday specials such as roasted Hound Dog, the meal Mr. Belding often prepared when he ate Thanksgiving dinner with Screech?
https://www.jewfrorestaurant.com/
I was in an airport bathroom today and saw one of those plastic Koala changing board. It was maybe 3 feet long at the most and didn’t look like it could handle more than 25 pounds. I’d love to see Corky demand A Rod change him and him climb on this tiny changing board that wouldn’t even handle half his body. It would then collapse causing absolute mayhem to break out.
I was in the Fashion Mall on the Las Vegas Strip a few years ago while shopping for a Rolex. After purchasing a nice Datejust, I ate lunch at the food court and then walked into the men’s room before heading back to my hotel room at the Wynn. When I walked into the men’s room, I was astonished to see a middle aged retarded man with an older fellow who might have been his dad. The older man said, “Dusty, we need to change your diaper - it is full of doodee.” The retarded man, who was maybe 5’5” tall and was overweight with a big belly - I would guess he probably weighted around 175lb or so. Dusty then pulled down his sweatpants and laid on a diaper changing table! His dad undid his diaper and removed it - an awful stench quickly enveloped the men’s room as Dusty had made an enormous dookie! His dad took off the diaper and wipes Dusty’s ass with some napkins. The napkins must have been rough as Dusty yelped, “Ouchie,” as his dad wiped him down. The dad then proceeded to start putting a new diaper on Dusty. However, as he did this, I heard a cracking sound and then the entire diaper changing table broke off from the wall and crashed down under Dusty’s weight. Dusty was obviously very upset and started spazzing out as he flew into a ‘tard rage, pummeling his father! It was a strange scene as I couldn’t figure out why the dad thought that diaper changing table would be able to support the weight of Dusty. In any event, I finished peeing at a urinal and washed my hands while Dusty kept slapping and punching his dad until he got exhausted and stopped.
Does anyone remember the late 1980s tv sitcom, “My Two Dads”? It was about a teen girl who lived with two unmarried men because one of them impregnated her mother years earlier, but they didn’t know who was the actual father? I think that maybe her mother died and somehow those two men were tracked down and they all moved in together. It was a ridiculous premise, but I think it might have aired for 2 or 3 seasons. In any event, I was searching for something to watch on the Tubi app last night and I came across a reboot of that sitcom which was also called, “My Two Dads.” It aired in 1999 and 2000 for a season and a half. Instead of an adolescent girl, there was an adolescent boy played by Screech. His two fathers were Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton. However, instead of raising him in a loving household like the girl was on the original series, Screech’s two fathers butt-slam him constantly!! They also rip ass in his face throughout each episode. Has anyone ever seen this show or even heard of it? There seems to be an inordinate amount of gay anal sex in this show for a network sitcom! I’ve only watched two episodes so far - in the second episode, Screech plays “Neptune: King of the Sea” in the shower with both Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding - as you might suspect, Screech lost that game in the shower…
I've cum across that show on "skinnimax" back in the day! I blew so many loads to Screech getting Eiffel towered by the big bopper and Mr. H! I also remember a cross over episode on "head of the class" where Screech was an exchange student and the whole class took turns on him! I think this is where Dan Schneider became such a degenerate.
I watched the third episode of the “My Two Dads” reboot last night. Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding took Screech to a Pizza Hut for dinner. They made Screech eat a salad and water while they stuffed their faces with sausage and pepperoni pizza which they washed down with cup after cup of Mountain Dew. They were sitting at a large round corner booth with Screech sitting in between Horton and Belding. Horton and Belding each turned toward Screech and belched in his face repeatedly and then each got on their knees in the booth, pulled down their pants so that their bare asses were each about 6-8 inches away from Screech’s face and then kept ripping ass in Screech’s face, causing him to repeatedly utter, “Zoinks!” They then took Screech outside to the area behind the restaurant where the dumpsters are located and then spit-roasted Screech, with Mr. Belding having sex with Screech’s mouth and Mr. Horton really giving it to Screech, right in the ass. As if this episode wasn’t unusual enough, Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton we’re thumb-wrestling Screech while pleasuring themselves with Screech’s orifices!
Mr. Horton's shriveled and liver-spotted piss-plank has been a starting point to eternal ecstacy for many a young sailor on neptune's stormy seas..
Ass Breath, thanks for posting that episode summary. I had a few minor acting roles in tv series during the late 1990s/early 2000s and played a waiter at Pizza Hut during that infamous scene. The crazy thing is that they were supposed to just have a nice family dinner at Pizza Hut with Screech and his two dads. However, Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton got a little crazy when they were stuffing their faces and started ad-libbing! When Horton and Belding belched in Screech’s face, it was so funny and you can actually hear the camera man laughing if you listen closely. I was shocked when Horton and Belding both pulled dune their pants and positioned their bare asses close to Screech’s face before each ripping a series of nasty wet farts. Screech’s reaction to the heinous stench hitting his hook nose was priceless! A thin film of diarrhea ended up on Screech’s face by the end of that scene. All of us were laughing hysterically while this was being filmed except, of course, Screech, who looked like he was going to throw up from the horrendous odors. I still think about this scene 25 years later and masturbated vigorously last night fantasizing about it!
I remember an interesting episode of “My Two Dads” where Screech and his “two dads” went on a trip to Hawaii. It made no sense, as Screecy was in his early 20’s, yet was escorted everywhere by two old guys who purportedly were his fathers, but also used the idea they might not be, so they could buttslam him. In Hawaii it was odd as they had one Queen bed and shared it. Screech was in the middle with Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding on either side. They constantly belched in his face and held his head under the covers while they ripped ass. This of course made Screech yell Zoinks over and over. In the morning they had breakfast on their balcony overlooking the ocean. Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton had feasts, but didn’t order Screech anything. When Screech whined he was hungry Mr. Belding ripped off his Zubaz pajamas and buttslammed him up against the balcony railing. He was really ass plowing him and people on many of the other balconies noticed and began clapping and cheering. This was pretty much the entire episode and it seemed during their Hawaiian vacation they never once left their room! They kept the do not disturb sign on the door the entire trip. I’m sure that room must have reeked like an anus after a day or two!
Fart Goblin, that Hawaii vacation episode was from the middle of the first season. I don’t know whether you picked up on this, but there was a scene where Screech’s dads ordered room service and it was delivered by the Chief Pupakoo from the awful “Saved By The Bell: Hawaiian Style” tv movie. Then he delivered a tray of food, he wheeled it out to the balcony where Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding were relaxing while looking out at the ocean. As he turned around to exit the room, he saw Screech sitting on the bed sleeping. Chief Pupakoo then grabbed Screech into a janitor’s closet down the hall and made him eat out his ass while ripping farts in his face before ass-raping him like he also did during the tv movie. When he was done with Screech, he carried him back to the room and left him on the bed. Mr. Horton eventually came into the room from the balcony and saw that Screech was still in bed and told him he was a lazy bum and had missed out on a great breakfast. Horton and Belding then dragged Screecg out to the balcony and spit roasted him while vacationers on other balconies watched and cheered them on. It was a spank-tastic scene!
Ass Breath, I’m not shocked that reboot didn’t get many viewers. The writing was lazy and just used old SBTB ideas. I always wondered if SBTB writers wrote many of the episodes? I did appreciate the Hawaii episode as it showed that after the gang left Derek’s Dad totally screwed over the Pakuku tribe and just built a new massive hotel on their land. Thus Chief Pakuku was a room service waiter at Derek’s Dad’s new hotel. That is likely why he was so angry when he saw Screech and why he viciously assaulted him. It was comical that Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton chose that hotel to stay at, not caring at all about Mr. Beldings former interactions with the Pakuku tribe. I enjoyed when Derek’s Dad stopped by to give Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton a few buffet vouchers, then kicked Screech in the nuts, before ripping a nasty fart in Screech’s face. It made me wonder if Mr. Belding was involved in some chicanery and screwed over the Pakuku Tribe for unlimited buffet vouchers and few free stays at the new hotel?
Last night, Corky and A-Rod were cuddling on the couch while watching the new Amazon Prime tv show, “Fallout.” The show follows a post-apocalyptic world after nuclear bombs have been detonated. Some of the people are known as “ghouls” because they developed physical deformities as a result of exposure to large levels of radiation. While watching the show, A-Rod told Corky that he should have been an extra on the show because Corky looks a lot like some of the ghouls. Corky got really mad at A-Rod’s rude comment and told him to shut his mouth or he’d slap A-Rod back home to Mexico. A-Rod replied that, for the hundredth time, he isn’t Mexican and that Corky was stupid for thinking he was. At this point, Corky had had enough and elbowed A-Rod in the balls before yanking down his trousers and ass-raping him while Mr. Belding ate spoonfuls of cake frosting!
Yo. I saw an episode of the My Two Dads reboot on Hulu. This episode took place at a California skate park. It was insane how talented Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton were, and they impressed all the kids were there numerous tricks. Then Screech told them he would show them how it was done and went to drop in to a concrete bowl. He immediate fell off his skateboard and face planted. This caused everyone to laugh and cheer, and as Screech laid unconscious and bleeding Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding did tricks where they would jump over Screech as they went up and down the concrete bowl. The crowd went wild when they noticed Mr. Belding had his cock hanging out of his skater shorts. This continued for awhile and no one even bothered trying to help Screech. Then Mr. Belding did a trick and landed his skateboard on Screech’s back and Mr. Horton landed on his head. They then dismounted and began ripping farts in Screech’s face. Thankfully Screech had some fruity colored helmet on, and the farts revived him. When he began whining that he thought he had a concussion and broken ribs Mr. Horton told him some rough buttsex would clear that up. He and Mr. Belding then ripped off Screech’s skateboarding outfit and began spitroasting Screech while other skateboarders road around them and jerked off. After they jizzed wildly all over Screech Mr. Belding announced he was hungry and everyone left to go to a local Pizza parlor. They left Screech laying in the concrete bowl in a heap, covered in feces, piss, jizz, and farts. I have to say I enjoyed this episode. It was obvious Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton’s skate tricks were done by professionals, but when they showed Mr. Belding skating with his dong out it was definitely him, so he must have some talent. It was also obvious Screech’s “trick” was done by himself, and the director must have known Screech would just crash instantly. I have to give this episode 5 stars for homoerotic spankability, and for the terrific stunts and writing!
Crater Face, the special effects in that episode were pretty good. Even though I knew it was impossible for a morbidly obese 350-lb man like Mr. Belding to perform those skateboarding flips and trick moves, they did appear to be fairy realistic. However, I’m quite certain that Mr. Belding was legitimately butt-slamming Screech at the end of the episode - I don’t think the Big Bopper ever used a stuntman for those scenes!
I saw another episode of the “My Two Dads” reboot where Screech and his dads took him to a nude beach for vacation. Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding each had massive dongs which extended down to their knees, whereas Screech had a tiny baby-sized dong which was maybe half an inch long. When they stripped naked and walked on the beach, everyone started laughing at Screech, including the entire camera crew who could be heard laughing. Screech grew concerned when he realized that there were only men on the beach and Mr. Horton said that, of course there were only men because it was a men-only nude beach. Taco Bell must have sponsored this episode because there was an open air Taco Bell Express at the beach. Mr. Belding pulled a $20 bill out of his enormous pubic hair forest and used it to buy like 30 tacos and two large Mountain Dews - one for him and one for Mr. Horton. When Screech asked for a water, Mr. Belding told him to buy his own and stop being such a burden on his two fathers. Screech got a sad look on his face, causing Mr. Belding to change his mind - Belding asked for a water cup, which he then pissed in and handed to Screech as he said “drink up.” Screech was sad and threw the cup away. When they put the 30 tacos on his tray, Mr. Belding grabbed the tray and then he, Horton, and Screech sat down naked on a picnic bench to eat. Mr. Belding handed 10 tacos to Mr. Horton and Screech thought that he wasn’t going to get any until Mr. Belding handed Screech one taco, which made Screech very happy - it was a real tender moment in the episode. Mr. Belding then proceeded to shovel tacos down his throat as Screech took the wrapper off his and started eating. After finishing his taco, the Taco Bell wrapper blew off the table and Mr. Belding told Screech to stop being a litterbug and watch his garbage. Mr. Belding then stood up and bent over to pick up the taco wrapper. As he bent over. Mr. Belding was facing away from Screech and his bare ass was about a foot away from Screech’s face. Mr. Belding then proceeded to rip a 10-second fart in Screech’s face and and unleashed a brown torrent of diarrhea right on Screech’s head! The laugh track went wild during this as it was a genuinely hilarious moment. Mr. Belding said, “Oops! Let’s wash that off.” Mr. Belding then kicked Screech in the balls before he and Horton threw Screech into the ocean! Screech began to crawl out of the ocean as Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton double-teamed Screech, giving him a rough spit-roasting as Screech repeatedly uttered, “Zoinks!” After climaxing into Screech’s orifices, Mr. Horton dragged Sceeech back into the ocean where he played “Neptune: King of the Sea” with Screech! It was an unusual yet funny and spank-tastic episode!
Yeah it was.. the fishies definitely had some bodily fluids & detritus to nibble on that night..
I saw an episode of Saved By The Bell: The New Class on the Spice Channel last week. In it, Coach Sonski and Mr. Belding were doubling up on Screech in the boys locker room where Belding would occasionally lift weights. This was probably from the fourth or fifth season as Screech had a huge poofy Jew-fro. At one point, Mr. Belding bent over with his ass in Screech’s face and then started ripping a powerful 15-second fart. Coach Sonski was butt-slamming Screech during this and shoved Screech’s head in between the crack of Mr. Belding’s ass during the fart. It was amazing how much Screech’s Jew-fro muffled the fart! Screech’s ’fro had serious noise-absorption/cancellation properties!
Corky is a shit-stained, tit-toothed ass-licker. He also has a very smelly butthole.
Spanky, it was amazing how well Screech’s Jew Fro sound-proofed things. I’ve heard tests showed Mr. Beldings most powerful farts had decibel levels comparably to a jet engine! I’m wondering if science really missed out by not examining and testing Screech’s Jew fro to find out why it provided such excellent sound-proofing? I’m guessing no scientist wanted to touch that jizz and feces coated Jew fro? Also, I’m wondering how many episodes of SBTB exist where Screech’s only lines consisted of him yelling “Zoinks” over and over? Whenever he was being sexually assaulted he merely moaned and yelled Zoinks. He really was deranged.
Hey all. I’m Dallas Cowboys owner Jerry Jones. Right now my team is on the clock for the draft, but all I can think about are the days I’d meet up with Screech at a dumpster behind a Dallas Motel 6. I’d rub my wrinkled balls all over Screech then take 4 boner pills before pounding his butthole! After jizzing on him I’d rip a few dirty farts in his face. I miss that guy!
Barf, I saw another episode of SBTB on the Spice channel last night. In it, Mr. Belding was doing incline bench-press with dumbbells in the boys locker room. The bench was turned so that Belding was facing a row of bathroom stalls. As if that wasn’t weird enough, you could heard a student spraying diarrhea in one of the stalls! All of a sudden, a stall door opens and Slater walks out - apparently he was the one going diarrhea. Slater kicked open the door on the stall next to his and once it opened, it was revealed that Screech was in there jerking off to the sounds and smell of Slater’s bowel movement. Slater looked mad and then slapped Screech in the face, called him a “dirty faggot,” and then ass-raped him! Mr. Belding did three sets of incline bench press while this was going on! It was a weird, yet still spank-worthy, episode.
Spanky, Screech truly was a degenerate. He was caught so many times lurking in the boys bathroom, just hoping Skater would come in and release some burrito and taco fueled diarrhea. I bet his hook nose gave him an enhanced sense of smell and he’d breathe in Slater’s stink and listen to his cacophony of farts, while jerking off his tiny zoinker. It’s shocking he dared do this while the Big Bopper lifted weights mere feet from him! I’m glad Slater caught on to Screech’s faggoty behavior and taught him a good lesson!
Gents, I was watching an episode of My Two Dads reboot today. It was a copy of the SBTB New Class in Paris episode but was far more erotic. This time Mr. Horton, Mr. Belding, and Screech all went to Paris for a nice vacation. As usual they shared a bed in some crappy hotel with a view of a fake Eiffel Tower. Mr. Belding was annoyed right away when he found that there wasn’t a Taco Bell anywhere in Paris. When Screech jokingly said he was glad their vacation would be free of Taco Bell fueled farts Mr. Belding slugged Screech in the gut. He only settled down when Mr. Horton said he’d planned ahead and found a couple Pizza Hut’s. They then sent Screech out to get a few deep dish pizzas. When Screech took over an hour to return Mr. Belding berated him then gobbled up his pizza while Mr. Horton ate the other. Mr. Belding then ripped a nasty fart in Screech’s face and said he was starving and already hated Paris. Screech chimed in with he liked looking at the Eiffel Tower. At this Mr. Horton belched right in Screech’s face then said it was time for bed. Screech slept between his “Dads” who ripped ass and belched in his face all night. In the morning they went to a buffet where they only paid for themselves and said Screech could have a small glass of water. Mr. Belding chowed down on pancakes and bacon along with a bunch of French pastries. Screech whined he was hungry and Mr. Horton told him to pipe down and told him they would feed him in a few minutes. Screech got all excited at this and looked over the buffet trying to decide what he’d eat first. Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding then stood up and told Screech it was his turn to eat. Screech looked around a little confused, then Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton pressed their asses to his face before ripping ass simultaneously. Mr. Belding told Screech to “eat up” as they continued ripping wet farts. Screech moved his mouth as if he were chewing the farts and said he thought he tasted bacon. Mr. Horton said he was glad Screech was now full as they had an activity planned. They all went outside and close by found a bicycle rental place that had a triple bike. Mr. Belding took the first seat, Mr. Horton the second, and Screech the last. They then took off on a cycling adventure and it was obvious neither Mr. Horton or Mr. Belding had any interest in peddling. Screech tried to push them along, and Mr. Belding kept yelling for him to pedal faster. He then leaned off his seat and fired a few loud farts, causing Mr. Horton to do the same. At this Screech began coughing and wheezing. As he could no longer breathe he stopped pedaling and the bike fell over. This enraged Screech’s “Dads” who got up and came back to Screech who was trapped under the bike. Screech thought they would help get the bike off him, but instead they began stomping on the bike causing a few of Screech’s ribs to crack. They then ripped Screech out from under the bike and ripped off his Zubaz pants before giving him a rough spit roasting! While doing so a large crowd of Frenchmen encircled this erotic spectacle and began jerking off while cheering. Everyone then blew loads all over Screech before Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton left Screech laying in a heap and went to a nearby Pizza Hut where they spent the rest of their trip chowing down!
I saw another episode of the “My Two Dads” reboot. I think that this episode aired around 1999 or 2000. In one scene, Screech is shown sleeping in his bed. Oddly, he had a “Life Goes On” comforter which seemed so strange to me. Anyhow, a rumbling noise started emminating from the door to the hallway as well as from the closet door in his room. Screech woke up terrified that there was a huge earthquake, causing him to yelp, “Zoinks!” at the top of his lungs. Screech immediately threw his pillow over his head. The rumbling continued for 20 more second and Screech realized that the rumbling noise was accompanied by a horrific stench. Screech opened the closet door to see what was going on and caught Mr. Horton standing naked with his ass pressed up against the door! Mr. Horton had been ripping powerful farts against the door, causing the rumbling noise and stench! Screech then ran to the door to the hallway and opened it only to discover that Mr. Belding was also naked and had been ripping his only stinky farts against that door! Screech told his dads to leave him alone and let him get some sleep. As Screech said this, Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding kept ripping farts! Suddenly, Corky appeared in the hallway and said that Mr. Belding was his friend and that he heard that Screech was a big fan of his show. Screech was starstruck that Corky was actually speaking to him and it was happy moment for Screech until he noticed a new stench and asked what that smell was. Corky then got an angry look on his face and said his diaper needed to be changed! Corky then karate-chopped Screech in the Adam’s Apple. Corky then butt-slammed Screech which Belding and Horton pressed their bare, wrinkled asses against Screech’s face and ripped farts repeatedly while telling Screech he was a bad son! It was a really weird, yet comical, episode!
Those “My Two Dads” episodes were hilarious and were filled with so many farts deposited right in Screech’s face! I happened to watch the credits for an episode recently and saw that Screech was listed as being the writer of the episode. In the episode, Screech is laying on the ground with his head on a beanbag chair as he watched a pro football game. The video camera zoomed out it was revealed that his dads, Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton, were sitting naked on opposing sides of the beanbag chair with their assholes positioned a couple inches from Screech’s head. Belding and Horton then proceeded to each rip a series of stinky wet farts in Screech’s face! Screech actually wrote that scene!
Larry, it’s not surprising at all Screech would write a scene where two obese old men ripped ass in his face while he laid on a bean bag chair watching TV. He probably had a massive inch long boner while that scene was shot! I only wish Corky had entered the scene and ad libbed strangling him with a filthy diaper, then tossing him into a dumpster!
I saw another episode of the “My Two Dads” reboot series from 2000. In the episode, Screech was around like a gigantic faggot in one of the opening scenes because he thought that a bee was chasing after him as he walked home from high school. Even though Screech was probably 22 or 23 when this episode was filmed, he was only supposed to be high school age. After spraining his ankle, Mr. Belding took Screech to a local clinic and a doctor gave Screech and air cast and told him to walk around on crutches for the next week. Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding said that they felt badly for their son, Screech, and that to cheer him up, they got him a fake ID so that he could come with them to their favorite bar, the Blue Oyster. Screech thanks his dads, but said that he couldn’t come because of his sprained ankle. His dads told him not to worry and that he could sit down the entire time and that he would feel better afterwards. So Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton told Screech to get ready and Screech put on his favorite pair of rainbow colored Zubaz pants. A few minutes later, Belding and Horton came to Screech’s room to tell them they were ready to go. Screech noticed that his dads were wearing pants with no seat in them. Screech asked why they were dressed in those pants and Mr. Belding replied that it was “Ass-less Pants Night” at the Blue Oyster. He also told Screech he didn’t need to dress that way because he was with them. Screech has perplexed but said he guessed he was ready to go.
When they arrived at the Blue Oyster, Screech noticed that he was the only one there who wasn’t wearing ass-less pants. Screech asked his dads if he could leave and they told him to stop being such a baby and have a seat while they worked the room. Screech sat down as the bar became more and more crowded. Screech suddenly realized that there were no women at this bar, but didn’t think anything of this since it was his first time in a bar. As Screech sat down, the bar became more and more crowded until there were twenty men in ass-less pants who were standing near Screech. There was a buffet of Taco Bell at the bar that night and everyone chowed down on them except Screech, who was afraid he would aggravate his injury if he tried to walk over to the buffet. After a few minutes, someone in the crowd ripped a wet fart which was near Screech’s face and resulted in a shiny film of dookie on Screech’s face, causing Screech to utter, “Zoinks!” and caused other bar patrons to laugh. Another man who was standing next to Screech ripped his own wet fart in Screech’s face and then moved so someone else could fart in Screech’s face! This process repeated for several more minutes with the laugh tracking going crazy the entire time. After a few more minutes, Screecg started crying and yelled for his dads to take him home. Mr. Belding walked over and told Screech that he and Mr. Horton were trying to do something nice for Screech, but Screech was ruining everyone’s night. Mr. Belding then lifted up Screech, bent him over a table at the bar and then started ass-raping him while Mr. Horton farted in Screech’s face as everyone else in the bar masturbated vigorously!
I happened to watch the credits at the end of this episode and was shocked to discover that this episode was written by Screech! What a perv!
I wish Jerry had driven over in a red hot rage and broke into Screech's apartment while he screamed in horror. Jerry then whips out his curved circumcised penis and demands that he sucks it until he cums all over Screech's jewish bird chest. He starts moaning out of pleasure, then grabs a bottle of astroglide and oils up his kosher smcheckle. At this point Jerry is as hard as a diamond in an ice storm. He then slides his meat hammer into SCREECH'S tight butthole as he chuckles with enjoyment. He thrusts three good times and blows his steamy load deep into his bussy. Kramer walks in out of shock and immediately strokes out on the floor due to his fentanyl addiction.
Last night, I watched an episode of “My Two Dads” in which Screech became a pizza delivery boy. It was pretty funny - Screech drove a rusty 1970s era Gremlin car. The first pizza he delivered was to a man who opened the door in his underwear. That first man pulled a $20 bill out of his ass crack to pay Screech for a pizza which cost $19.50. The next customer was a gay man who pulled a credit card out of the front of his underwear- it had several pubic hairs on it, causing Screech to utter, “Zoinks!” The gag guy was offended at Screech’s reaction and punched him in the balls before raping him! The third customer was a woman. Screech was happy when she opened the door in the nude until she suddenly sprayed period blood in Screech’s face after Screech handed her a pizza! When Screech got home and complained to his dads about what happened that day, they told him to stop being such a faggot and then raped him again!
I just saw an episodes of the relatively unknown “My Two Dads” reboot. In it Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding told Screech they were taking him to a Dodgers game. Screech yelled “Doubke Zoinks” at this and said he couldn’t wait to see all the players in their tight pants. This caused Mr. Belding to groan, and they all piled into Mr. Beldings car and went to Dodger stadium. When they got there and went up to the ticket taker Screech was bopping his head all happy. Until he found out that Mr. Belding only had two tickets. When Mr. B explained he could have bought three crappy tickets but instead bought two good ones Screech began crying. At this Mr. Horton told him to shut his yapper and enjoy hanging out in the parking lot. Mr. Horton said he’d still be able to hear some cheers and boos and might even find a parking lot bum to be friends with. At this Mr. B and Mr. Horton went to the snack bar to buy $200 worth of food and snacks. Screech headed back to the parking lot and got an idea. He decided to jump the fence like he’d seen Slater do many times. He imagined how cool he’d look to his Dads when he strutted up like a regular badass. As he began climbing the fence his Zubaz almost instantly become caught on the fence. As he tried to get loose the flimsy Zubaz ripped and half his pants came apart. As this happened two beefy security guards came around the corner and saw Screech hanging from the fence with no pants. They immediately ran over and tazed him causing Screech to become even more caught on the fence. Then the person manning the Jumbotron camera happened by and began filming the guards tazing Screech while he yelled “Zoinks” and “Double Zoinks” over and over. During this a really fat security guard walked to the fence and ripped a massive fart in Screech’s face causing Screech to moan in delight. All of this was being broadcast to the Jumbotron and a disgusted Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton watched their “son” being humiliated. When it seemed it couldn’t get worse a dirty hobo crawled out of the bushes by the fence and began ass raping Screech as the guards continued tazing and farting on him. This really brought the deranged LA crowd alive and many people began jerking off wildly to this amazing spectacle! Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding found a few friends to play “Neptune King of the Sea” with and left, abandoning Screech to be ass raped by the Hobo and pummeled by security. Eventually real cops came by and found Screech still hanging on the fence, his ass bleeding, and his body covered in taser marks. They arrested him for being a huge faggot and tossed him in jail, with no pants. At this point I grew annoyed as the episode ended with a “to be continued” but I can’t find the next episode! They did show a quick preview and it showed Mr. B and Mr. Horton at home eating pizza, while Screech was cuddling in a jail bunk with some huge black guy named “Sweet T”! Has anyone seen part 2?
Barf, there were many spank-worth episodes of the “My Two Dads” reboot, but the continuity between episodes was terrible. They must have had a low budget because there were several episodes which ended very suddenly without explanation, almost as if they ran out of money before the episode was completely filmed. There was another episode where Screech’s dads took him to an NBA game. This was in 2000, when the Los Angeles Clippers were terrible and nobody watched them. Tickets for the Clippers were really cheap, so Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton took Screech to the game. Belding and Horton proceeded to stuff their faces with hot dogs, big pretzels, and large cups of Mountain Dew but refused to buy Screech anything. When Screech complained that he was hungry, Mr. Belding pulled down his pants and ripped an enormous 10-second wet fart in Screech’s face which was shown on the Jumbotron display, causing everyone on the half full stadium to laugh. Random people in the stadium then ripped wet farts of their own in Screech’s face to “feed” him during the rest of the episode. I don’t think this episode had a proper ending, either. I think the credits began rolling as Screech moved his mouth like he was chewing on a thick fart…
Today I saw another episode of My Two Dads. In it Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton were in the living room watching the A-Team when Screech came out of his bedroom wearing one of those tuxedo tshirts. Mr. Belding asked him where he was going and Screech said he was going to the Bayside prom. When Mr. Horton asked why a 24 year old would go to a high school prom Screech said he’d been invited by the janitor, and since he didn’t get invited when he was on high school he wanted to go. At this Mr. Belding laughed and said the janitor was Milo’s son Jamuke who had stolen Screech’s bike many times when they were kids. He said Janitors didn’t get to go to the prom but had to clean up afterwards. He then stood up and karate chopped Screech in the head and told him to have fun at the prom. Mr. Horton merely leaned towards Screech and ripped a loud fart. When Screech got to Bayside he went looking for his date Jamuke and didn’t find him right away. So he went to the janitors closet and saw a faint light coming from it along with a strange smelling smoke. When he walked in he saw Jamuke was smoking crack and had on his janitor overalls instead of the tuxedo Screech was hoping for. When he asked Jamuke what was going on he felt something crash down on his head, knocking him over. The next thing he knew his Zubaz pants and tuxedo t shirt were being ripped off. He heard a voice from behind him say “I told you I’d get you back white chowder” and instantly recognized the voice as Milo’s. As Screech felt a broomhandle enter his ass Jamuke stood up and put out his crack pipe in Screech’s Jew fro before shoving his massive member into Screech’s mouth. Moments later Milo and son were spitroasting Screech when a loud knock on the door was heard. The door then opened and in rushed Mr. Belding and Mr. Horton and Screech was so thankful his Dads would save him from Milo and his hooligan son. Instead they began laughing and dropped their pants and started jerking off while repeatedly farting on Screech. Milo and his son both groaned as they jizzed all over Screech as did Mr. Horton and Mr. Belding. They then left, with Mr. Belding heading to The Max with Milo and his son to catch up on old times, while Mr. Horton went to the gym to scope out the prom scene in order to find someone to play “Neptune King of the Sea”. Screech really learned about the prom and some other stuff that time!
I remember that fine episode and recall Mr. Horton had a bottle of wine a bunch of pills with him. He dumped it all in a punch bowl and wound up taking home a dazed nerd who puked in the parking lot before Mr. Horton shoved him in his car and took him home to play “Neptune King of the Sea”. In a later episode of the “My Two Dads” reboot a “Missing” poster of the kid was scene posted to a telephone pole and for some reason the laugh track roared for like 20 seconds? That was a strange show!
Barf, how lazy were the writers on the “My Two Dads” reboot??? So the events in that show took place after what happened on Saved By The Bell?? I mean, Mr. Belding was Screech’s high school principal and gay lover. But then after he graduated, it was revealed that Mr. Belding was actually Screech’s father??? WTF??
Hey gang, I saw another episode of the “My Two Dads” reboot last night. It was a Halloween-themed episode. In it, Screech spent the afternoon watching a high school wrestling tournament even though he was 24 years old and was never even on the wrestling team when he was in high school. Apparently he only went to leer at the high school boy wrestlers like the demented weirdo he was… When he got back home, he saw that there was a huge candy dish filled with tong packets of M&M’s, Hershey peanut butter cups, and Milk Duds. Screech asked whether that was candy to pass out to kids that evening. Mr. Belding relied that Screech was an idiot and that candy was an afternoon snack for himself and then lifted his leg and ripped a 10-second fart to express his displeasure at Screech’s stupid question. Mr. Horton chimed in that they were taking Screech to a haunted house that evening. Screech was really happy to be doing a heartwarming family event with his dads. Later that evening, they drove to a seedy part of town and then parked across from a gay bar called, “The Man Hole.” Screech looked down the street and noticed that there were several gay bars nearby and asked why the haunted house was located near a bunch of gay bars. Mr. Horton relied, “Don’t worry about it, Screech, you’ll have a great time at the haunted house.” They got out of the car and handed Screech a $5 bill to enter the haunted house and said they would meet him later. Screech asked if they were coming with him and Mr. Belding replied that the haunted house was a little too scary for him. So Screech handed the $5 to the guy at the front door of the haunted house and then walked inside. Once inside, Screech expected to see people in costumes jumping out at his to scare him. Instead of being scared, Screech heard a series of loud farts coming from every direction and noticed that the interior of the house reeked of the stench of anus, semen, and urine. Screech saw hole in the walls and discovered that random queer were hiding on the other sides of the walls and had positioned their anuses up against the holes and were ripping wet farts through the holes into the room were Screech was standing, causing Screech to utter, “Zoinks!” As Screech moved through the haunted house, he encountered more holes in the walls through which people were farting, shitting, and pissing on him! Screech tried rushing through the house and eventually made his way near the end where he heard a chainsaw! However, the chainsaw didn’t have a chain on it - instead, the guy who was holding it yelled “boo!” and then dropped his pants, revealing his erection which he then used go ass-rape Screech! Ten minutes later, Screech limped out of the haunted house and ran into his two dads. Screech complained about the abuse he encountered at the haunted house and said it was an awful experience. Mr. Belding was mad at Screech for being so ungrateful and then Mr. Horton took Screech home, fed him a dinner of pills and pizza, and then played “Neptune: King of the Sea”!!
It is a shame that Screech is no longer with us and working as an unpaid bathroom attendant. I would have loved to have run into him at a rest stop when I had to go #2. After taking an enormous smelly dump, I would have loved to have grabbed Screech’s head and then wiped my ass clean with his Jew-fro. It would have been pleasurable to rip farts in his face while doing this. Does anyone else who posts here have sexual fantasies about humiliating Screech like this? I’m not even gay, but I thought that his character was really annoying on Saved By The Bell, so I think he would have deserved this and I’m also certain he would have enjoyed it!
Gaylord, many people feel this way. Very few people, let alone a former loser celebrity, decide to spend their life traveling the US from rest area, to truck stop, living in bathrooms and spending 8-10 hours a day as an unpaid bathroom attendant. Using his tongue and Brillo like jewfro to tend to weary travelers buttholes. Only asking for a meaty fart in return. I’m certain the vast majority of his clientele were straight men who initially were repulsed by the gargoyle that was Screech. But once he had his hook nose in your ass, and was giving you a delectable reach around, it was nearly impossible to not relax and enjoy.
Gaylord, it is nice to hear that someone who claims to not be gay posts under the name “Gaylord”! But I agree that your fantasy is quite common among straight truck drivers.
Stank, when a man has been sitting on his ass driving for several hours, it is nice to get out of the car and stretch a bit. That amount of driving can be tutoring and boring, so drivers need to do something to wake up and stay alert. Some people drink caffeine but other people would rub Screech’s Brillo-like Jew-fro all over their taint and ass to wake up. Humiliating an annoying semi-famous former child star by ripping ass in his face or feeling his hook nose or tongue in your sweaty and stinky ass crack is certainly enough to keep even the most straight of men alert. Blowing a huge load of semen onto Screech’s ‘fro would wake a driver up for hours!
Back in 2002 I was driving a load of refrigerators across the country when I stopped outside Atlanta at a large truck stop. It was hot as hell and I had a major case of swamp ass. I had been eating fast food for days and had to take a monster dump. When I got into the bathroom I found that Screech guy was dressed in a Zubaz tuxedo and welcomed me with a cold towel and asked if I needed a stall. I told the fruit I did and he bowed and led me to a large handicapped stall, when he bowed again and held out his hand. I brushed by him and slammed the door shut before sitting down and letting loose a menagerie of bowel fluids along with some clumpy shit. I could see Screech’s converse sneakers under the door and soon noticed his eye pressed to the crack in the door. He then asked how things were proceeding and did I need help. I told him I was fine and to go away. Moments later I heard some kind of little key being used in the lock and the door opened. Screech ran over and flushed the toilet before lifting me off it. He went to town on my ass and I felt his Jew fro and tongue really working on cleaning my ass. While he did so he gave me a nice reach around. Now I’m 100 percent hetero but this guy really knew how to take care of some penis and ass needs. Even through the exquisite pleasure I made sure to rip a nasty fart in his face which caused him to fall over into a puddle of piss and flop around like a fish while he jizzed his pants. At that I got out of there and went to the sinks and washed up. I noticed they had no paper towels and only one of those hand dryers. The first time I pushed the button nothing happened. But the second time I heard a weird noise then something seemed to press up to the dryer behind the wall it was on. Seconds later I heard a massive fart which almost ripped my hands off. It instantly dried my hands and also made them stink like shit. I then noticed a large tip hat and put a dollar in it. A few seconds later a door along the wall opened and out walked Mr. Belding who thanked me for the tip. He was gobbling up a large slice of pepperoni pizza and grabbed the dollar. He then walked over to Screech who was laying on the floor still flopping around from my fart, and kicked him in the ribs and told him to be professional. I then said thanks and got out of that strange situation. Did anyone else run into Screech working with Mr. Belding in a bathroom? They seemed like a good team!
Cheeto, thanks for sharing the details of your amazing experience with Screech and Belding! Mr. Belding is truly an expert in the field of farting. He knows how to rip wet farts and dry farts! That was ingenious of him to set of system to enable me to rip ass into a hand dryer to quickly dry your hands with a hot, dry fart. Your hands might have smelled like shit and might have been dirtier and coated in more bacteria after using the hand dryer than they were before you even washed them, but at least they were dry! I wonder what Mr. Belding would do to Screech if he caught Screech pushing the hand dryer button just so that Mr. Belding would fart on his hands? Mr. Belding would be mad at Screech for wasting his farts and would throw him a beating for being so unprofessional.
Cheeto, was there a thermostat in the bathroom? I wonder what you happen if you had turned up the heat in the men’s room with the thermostat. Would Mr. Belding and perhaps a couple other dudes rip hot (and stinky) farts into the ventilation system, causing hot farts to be expelled from the wall vents in the bathroom? If so, the bathroom would have heated up quickly although it would have reeked of the stench of anus!
Smiddy, it was such a great experience. It was mid summer and really hot out, so I was glad the bathroom had air conditioning. I would not have liked a hot bathroom that stank like farts. I did feel it was ingenious for Mr. Belding to be a human hand dryer. It was a real surprise when I pushed the button and all of a sudden an enormous fart was blasted through the hand dryer. It instantly dried my hands! I do agree if the duo of Screech and Mr. Belding went somewhere in winter and the heat was sub par Mr. B could easily be a smelly furnace if he had enough deep dish pizza. Unfortunately that’s the only time I saw them while I was a trucker. Reading all these erotic posts it seems Screech was normally alone, which makes me wonder why they broke up? Maybe Mr. Belding didn’t like the idea of living in bathrooms for tips while Screech got his rocks off huffing men’s farts?
I was perusing this fine forum when I saw the recent post about Mr. Belding being a human hand driver, and the potential for him to be a human furnace. Each year in the northeastern part of the US we have people whose heating system breaks, leaving them and their home in dangerously cold situations as it can take days to repair or replace their current system. I could see Mr. Belding really fitting a need here. I’d like to hire him in winter time to be on call. If a customers system goes down and we can’t immediately repair it he would come over and keep the home warm by ripping ass over and over. We would of course provide any needed “fuel” along with a nice compensation package. I’m sure the property owners would be thrilled that not only would their home be kept warm, but that legendary Mr. Belding could regale them with stories about his acting career, and farting prowess. Maybe lovable Corky could also participate in some fashion? If someone has their contact info please get it to me!
HVAC Dude, you should be sure to apply for green energy tax credits if you use Mr. Belding in this way. Most of the northeastern states are blue states where green energy schemes like this are cherished. Homeowners could save on their state taxes by heating their homes with Mr. Belding’s heinous farts instead of using electricity or natural gas!
You guys are really at the bottom of the godammned barrel, you know that? Human scum & makes me wanna puke..
Eat my shit, amy
Amy, your ant-gay agenda has no place here. Stop harassing the people who post here. Obviously you don’t approve of the gay lifestyle, so why must you belittle us???
Amy you are a disgusting bigot! Huffing farts is one of man’s greatest pleasures, and learning to use farts to do amazing things like heat homes in an emergency comes from the many inventions and scientific breakthroughs of the queer community! Thankfully I find all women repulsive and pay them no mind. You are useless and likely have a fishy smell emanating from between your fat thighs. I will now go back to preparing for a lovely dumpster party. My partner Raul and I are going as Mr. Belding and the Karate Kid! Soon enough I will erotically take a dump in Raul’s mouth while he attempts to karate chop my turds!
I just finished mowing my lawn. It was hot and humid outside, so I was sweating profusely. I really need to shower and clean up. I wish that my favorite baseball player, A-Rod, was here. I would love to sit naked on his face right now and let his get a whiff of my my smelly balls and ass. I would love to eat Taco Bell while doing this and will then rip wet taco farts in his face. I would watch porn to get turned on when then jerk off into his mouth - if the porn is hetero, then I won’t lose any heterosexual street cred in my book… Then I will finish him off by spraying diarrhea in has face. Uugghh!!! I just blew a huge load thinking about this!
A-Rod Fanatic, you are 100 accurate. As long as you watch hetero porn while jerking off into A-Rod’s mouth you would keep your hetero streeet cred. Nothing to worry about there. You could even buttslam him, and as long as you pretended you were banging some hot slut your hetero status would remain 100% intact. I myself am 100 percent hetero, but I enjoy dropping Lincoln logs in men’s mouths behind a cinder block bathroom at a nearby ball field. To make sure there is no disputing my heterosexuality I make sure to read an old Penthouse while I crap in a dudes mouth.
Stanley, you are correct. If you are thinking about women when you are butt-slamming a man, then you definitely are not gay according to the ordinary meaning of “gay.” Moreover, a straight man is also still straight if he pranks another man by taking a dump on the other man’s head or jerking off into his mouth.
I drive a big rig for hundreds of thousands of miles each year and sit on my butt 12+ hours per day. I am often away from my wife and kids for weeks at a time, salving away to earn money for my family. The money is nice, but I’m working hard for it. However, it is difficult to be away from my family for so long. I have needs just like every other red-blooded male. I remember a day back in the summer of 2015 where the ac went out in my truck during the middle of a trek from Southern California to Arkansas. I was sweating so much from my balls and ass that my underwear and pants were completely soaked through! It was pretty nasty, but I stopped at a highway rest stop outside of Reno, Nevada that day to empty my bowels and take a piss. I walked into the men’s room and saw that dork Screech, from Saved By The Bell, in there. He was passing out paper towels and kept saying “Zoinks” whenever someone flushed the toilet or he heard splashes of feces falling into a toilet bowl or a fart! It was creepy. I ripped a nasty fart as I walked past him to a stall and he congratulated me on “a tremendous fart” and said that I was very talented. I told him to leave me alone and then I went into a stall and ripped a 10-second door-rattling fart before expelling a ridiculous number of shit logs and diarrhea into the bowl. I heard Screech clapping and cheering me on during this, which was really weird… I then wiped my ass and went to flush the toilet but there was so much doodoo and toilet paper in the bowl that it clogged and couldn’t flush! I yelled out for some assistance and Screech suddenly opened the door and said he was there to service my penis and ass needs. I said I wasn’t a fag and only needed help with getting the toilet to flush. Nevertheless, Screech had me stand up and then rubbed his Jew-fro all over my taint and ass. I’m not gay or anything like that, but I felt quite good. He then pulled down his rainbow colored Zubaz pants and begged me for anal. Now I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression, but I hadn’t been with my wife for weeks and I was horny as hell. I pulled out a photo of my wife from my wallet. I then set the photo on Screech’s back and grabbed each side of his poofy Jew-fro as if I were grabbing the reigns on a horse as I started to really give it to Screech, right in the ass! I was looking at the photo of my wife and fantasizing about her as I pounded away at Screech’s brown pipe as Mr. Belding did hundreds of times before me. After blowing a huge load of my seed into his orifice, I pulled out, ripped a stinky fart in his face, and then pulled up my pant, threw a couple quarters and a box of Tic Tacs into Screech’s tip cup, and then hopped back in my truck and continued on my journey to Arkansas. As a straight man, I was never a fan of Screech, although he was my makeshift woman when I needed one that day…
Hi everyone. My name is Huel and I ran into Screech back in 2007. After a long day of work I stopped by a local chicken restaurant and got myself 5 buckets of chicken, a large mashed potatoes, and two large grape sodas. After eating I began driving home when my tummy began rumbling. I pulled off at a truck stop and went into the bathroom. There I found this weirdo wearing Zubaz pants. He also had a masaive Jew fro. He complemented my morbid obesity and said he saved the handicapped stalls for people of my girth. I walked into the stall as he held the door open and he bowed to me. As I walked past his bowed head I grunted and ripped a massive fart right in his face. It knocked him over and he moaned as I closed the door and got busy on the toilet. I began punishing the toilet with an enormous amount of diarrhea, while also ripping massive farts repeatedly. I have to say I was enjoying myself. Then I heard that weirdo clapping outside my door and said I was putting on a show worthy of Liberace. I don’t know who that is but it annoyed me. This loser was obviously getting his kicks off my farts and diarrhea. As I went to get up I began struggling, even while using the handicapped railing. I yelled for help and that weirdo quickly entered the stall. He got all excited seeing me trying to pull myself off the toilet. As I pulled myself off the toilet he got behind me and began feasting on my filthy ass. I began yelling at him to help me but all he did was tongue my ass and jerk my cock furiously. I finally was able to pull myself up and ripped a giant fart which that guy inhaled over and over, then passed out backwards landing in the toilet. I hadn’t yet flushed and he wound up in a massive pile diarrhea and piss. I pulled up my pants and got the fudge outta that place. I saw a little tip hat that only contained a used condemn and a smallish turd as I left. I’m guessing it was that Screech guy. I never saw him after that day.
Hi everyone. Today I was at my Country Club for their annual Memorial Day Picnic. In the evening there was a scheduled fireworks show. In other years a company has been hired to set off incredible fireworks. This year the club manager told us they had hired a new company to give us a special fireworks celebration. We all went to a large patio and took our seats when a large flatbed pulled up out there the 18th green and a bunch of really fat guys jumped off and began yelling and hooting. They were eating pizza and other garbage then began ripping ass and belching. It was so loud we could hear it really from the patio. Then one fat guy got on the ground and another pulled his pants down and stuck a rocket in his ass then lit the fuse. It then blasted out of this guys ass and exploded. Now it wasn’t nearly as powerful as what we were used to but I found it amazing. Then 6 fat guys bent over and a dude with a special 6 person lighter dangled it in front of their asses. The 6 fat guys then ripped ass in unison, which caused massive fireballs to blast into the air. Then they brought out a nerd who had a massive Jew fro who was wearing multicolored pants. The fat guys ripped ass on him repeatedly, then bent over again so the lighter guy could position his lighter. They then in unison ripped another round of massive farts, causing a large fireball to blast the nerd who we could hear yelling Zoinks over and over. My wife told me this was stupid and wanted to leave. I heard many other women complaining as well. However I felt my pants bulging and a I whipped out my cock and began jerking off. Many of the other men did as well. For the finale a bunch of the fat guys laid on the ground and shot rockets from their buttholes, while 12 other fat guys blasted massive fireball farts at the Screech, who by now had his Jew fro on fire, and was yelling “Double Zoinks”. I couldn’t control my myself and jizzed all over the place, as did everyone else who was jacking off to this amazing spectacle. Afterwards I clapped hard and pulled up my pants. When we got home my wife told me she was kicking me out of the house for being so deranged. I belched in her face, then got the hell out of there. I quickly went back to the club and found the “fireworks” crew still packing up. I asked if they had room for one more and they said they had an entire summer of shows planned and could use another “lighter guy”. I’ve now left my well paying executive job to be the lighter guy in a homosexual fireworks show! I think I made the right move!!
Urinal Fanatic, your wife is being very unreasonable. Obviously she hasn’t been taking care of your needs in the bedroom - if she had, then you wouldn’t have been so turned on by that Memorial Day fireworks celebration. She needs to understand that getting aroused by the sight of someone dressed up as Screech being farted on and sexually humiliated is perfectly normal and should be celebrated. Is your wife really going to destroy your marriage because she’s so uptight and closed-minded???
I am also glad to read the many stories of people who ran into Screech at men’s rooms over the years. It is a shame that Screech is no longer around to be a cum dumpster for the many straight men who felt Screech’s hook nose digging into the cracks of their sweaty and stinky asses. I would have loved to rip ass in Screech’s face if I could. Will A-Rod ever rise up to fill the void?
Yes he will, and I will slap his bitch-ass right back down and then fuck his ass until it bleeds.
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