Here is a nice GIF image showing Screech handcuffing himself to Mr. Belding during an episode of Saved By The Bell: The New Class. Screech was rumored to be dating Mr. Belding in real life at the time when this scene was filmed. Screech obviously handcuffed himself to his gay lover as some form of homoerotic role playing!
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When Screech stayed with us in 2009 he was wearing that exact same outfit! I wonder if from the time the New Class ended, until he died, if his entire wardrobe consisted of clothes he pilfered from the SBTB wardrobe department? I remember the clothes looked tattered he definitely had both semen and feces stains on them.
Angie, I met Screech at a rest stop just outside Reno in the summer of 2014. He was working as an unpaid bathroom attendant at the time. He was wearing those fruity rainbow/Zubaz pants from SBTB as well as suspenders and his Jew-fro was very poofy, although he also had bald patches from where chunks of his Jew-fro had obviously been torn out by his gay lovers. In any event, I ripped an enormous fart while I was peeing at a urinal and Screech started clapping and yelled “Brazo!” before dropping to his knees and rubbing his hook nose on the seat of my pants, sniffing my fart. It was really weird and I gave him a mule kick to the face to get him off me. After zipping up and washing my hands, I noticed that top hat near the sinks - it was located next to a little dish of breath mints, a few tiny cologne bottles, and a stack of paper towels. Apparently, it was Screech’s makeshift tip jar. I spit my gum into the hat and left on my way. I wonder whether he ever removed my gum from the inside of that hat - it must have gotten hard and crusty at some point…
I just saw an episode of Saved By The Bell: The New Class which I had never seen before. It was from the last season of the show when they had run out of ideas and were desperate for viewers. In it, Screech told Mr. Belding that he was going to convert from Judiasm to Christianity. Mr. Belding said he was glad that Screech had finally seen the light and told him he would need to be trained on in order to convert. Screech thanked Mr. Belding for his guidance and said he’d be lost without him because he did not know what he needed to do to change religion. Mr. Belding then drove Screech to a Scientology building and told him to go in there for some training. Screech stupidly walked into the building not realizing that Scientology is a cult and met a few strange Scientology advisers. They informed Screech that confessions are important and that Screech needed to go into a tiny locked confessional booth where someone would go on the other side and confess to sins. Screech asked why they were confessing to sins and wondered why he wasn’t the one confessing to sins. Screech also questioned why he had to be locked into the confessional booth. The Scientologists told Screech not to worry as the answers would come. Screech then walked into the confessional booth and the door was locked behind him. Someone then entered the other door of the confessional booth and sat down with a small screen placed between he and Screech. Screech asked the man what he wanted to confess and then man replied by belching hot dog breath through the screen into Screech’s face! The man then pulled down his pants, pressed his bare ass up against the screen and ripped a massive 15-second fart, causing Screech to utter “Zoinks!” That man left and then Mr. Belding entered the confessional booth. Screech said he was glad that Mr. B was there to save him, but Belding replied that he had sins to confess and then dropped his pants and ripped a booth-rattling 12-second wet fart through the screen onto Screech! A woman then entered the booth and queefed and farted through the screen into Screech’s face! Dozens of additional people “confessed their sins” to Screech in a similar way for the last ten minutes of the episode until the credits rolled. Oddly, this episode had no continuity with the rest of the series and Screech changing religion was never mentioned again!
Ass Breath, I enjoyed when a bad Tom Cruise impersonator popped out and yanked Screech from the fart filled confessional and said it was time for an audit. He then pulled out an E Meter, ripped down Screech’s Zubaz pants and underoos, then jammed the metal rod into Screech's asshole. The screen for the E meter wiggled back in forth and “Tom Cruise” then claimed the E meter had given him irrefutable proof that Screech was the world’s most deranged queer. He then drop kicked Screech right in his tiny ballsack and told him he didn’t qualify to be a Scientologist. An irate Mr. Belding then came over and told Screech he’d totally blown it before squatting down and taking a massive dump on Screech’s head. “Tom Cruise” then told Mr. Belding he was the kind of man Scientology was looking for. Mr. Belding responded by belching in his face, then told him Scientology was a cult before lifting his leg and ripping a wet 8 second fart that made the entire room reek of ass. “Tom Cruise” then lifted off some ridiculous looking jet pack while a synthesized version of “Danger Zone” blasted. All in all that was one of the best written episodes in that final season.
Hi everyone. I have realized that neither the original SBTB or “New Class” are on any streaming service. I have decided to step up and fill the void. Starting next weekend there will be a channel on the room televisions that will air SBTB and the New Class 24/7. I have acquired all the DVD’s, and have had my handyman tie our DVD player into our cable so every room can turn to channel 90 and watch all the erotic episodes. I am hopeful this major investment will lure deviant fans of the series to my fine motel.
Angie, I think that is a fantastic idea! It could be a real lure for both families and demented queers. One question. Will you be playing the spantastic Spice channel versions of the episodes?
Angie, I really hope that you are able to play even the “lost” episodes of the New Class which were filmed but apparently were not originally aired. Hopefully you can also play episodes of the “My Two Dads” reboot series starring Screech, Mr. Belding, and Mr. Horton.
I saw another episode of The New Class the other day which I don’t remember ever seeing before. I think it was from the last season of the show when NBC kept reducing budgets. In the episode, Screech was acting as Mr. Belding’s spotter while Belding lifted weights in the boys’ locker room/bathroom. Mr. Belding was doing forearm curls in the locker room a mere ten feet away from where some random student was spraying diarrhea and ripping loud farts after eating lunch on “Taco Tuesday.” Afterwards, Screech and Belding went to the cafeteria to grab tacos of their own to eat in the teachers’ lounge. During lunch, Coach Sonski walked up to Mr. Belding and asked him if he could borrow Screech as a teacher’s assistant for his gym class that day. Coach Sonkski explained that he was having us gym class do leapfrog exercise and that he could use Screech’s assistance. Screech was ecstatic that Coach Sonski had thought of him for such an important purpose. After lunch, Screech showed up and Coach Sonski asked Screech to stand over to the side with his legs straight with his body bent over 90 degrees at the waist, with his back parallel to the ground. Coach Sonski said he was going to then jump up and over Screech’s back with a leapfrog move. So Coach Sonski did this in front of the class and accidentally let out a loud fart during his leapfrog move while his ass was near Screech’s hook nose, causing Screech to utter, “Zoinks!” when the foul odor hit his nose. Coach Sonski was upset at Screech for being so melodramatic and yelled at him to be more professional. Then Coach Sonski told Screech to go back to his leapfrog position so that all of the kids in the class could leapfrog over him. The kids thought that Screech was a total loser, so they each tried pushing out farts in Screech’s face while leapfrogging over him. A fat Mexican kid on the class must have eaten 15 tacos for lunch and he ripped a fart which smelled like rotten eggs in front of Screech’s nose while leapfrogging him! A black kid who had eaten a combination of tacos and Flamin’ Hot Cheetos ripped a heinous fart of his own in Screech’s face during a leapfrog, causing Screech to utter, “Zoinks!” again. Coach Sonski got mad and told Screech to stop being such a racist. Screech asked whether there was anyone in the class who hadn’t eaten tacos for lunch and a hot girl raised her hand and said she had only had a jumbo hot dog. Screech said that was great and seemed happy until his belched her stinky hot dog breath into Screech’s face! Coach Sonski then got mad at Screech for disrupting his class and slugged him in the gut before ass-raping Screech while everyone pleasured themselves at the sight! It was a strange, yet spank-worthy episode!
Barf, we will have the spice channel episodes. They will only be played after 10pm as we are also a motel that caters to budget conscious families.
I am working on obtaining ripped DVD’s of the lost episodes, SBTB on the ISS, and the degenerate “My Two Dads” reboot. I have reached out directly to NBC to obtain these and have located a janitor or claims to have his hands on the master tapes. Hopefully this investment pays off!
I want to let everyone know that along with the launch of our SBTB channel we will be having a large 4th of July bash this weekend. We will be giving out sparklers for kids (one per child) and coupons for adults for either 50 percent off your first drug deal with our fine parking lot purveyors, or 25 percent off any sexual service from one of our many parking lot street walkers. I feel this will be fun for everyone. Also, going forward, anyone who mentions this fine board will receive a 25% discount Sun- Thurs and 10% off Fri-Sat. For stays of 7 nights or longer 25% will apply to your entire stay.
Angie, you are doing a great job of market providing what the budget-conscious traveler desires. Rather than pay for HBO or even regular cable, I think it is smart that you are broadcasting tv shows on your closed system which you probably acquired in the $5 and under bin at Walmart or downloaded for free off the Internet.
The next time I’m in Reno, I plan on saying the night and re-watching the International Space Station episodes from the horrible SBTB reboot. I think they made those episodes because the episodes of the new group of kids at Bayside where Slater is the principal were terrible. The Bayside episodes were so woke that I think that Slater’s son was dating a boy who dressed up as a girl who claimed to be transgender, a ridiculous story line. The ISS ones were much more believable where residents on the ISS could climb down a rope ladder onto the surface of the moon and would often rip heinous farts in Screech’s room and then lock him inside the room while Screech gasped for fresh air as everyone else laughed hysterically!
I stand corrected about the SBTB reboot series - apparently it was Jessie’s son, not Slater’s, who was dating a guy dressed up as a girl and calling himself a transgender. So the captain of the football team in the reboot was dating a guy who dressed up as a girl - Screech walking around on the moon without a spacesuit was a more realistic storyline.
Stinky, I never watched any of that total abomination. In my day we enjoyed wholesome family shows like SBTB where the Teachers, Students, Principal, Parents, and many others buttslammed and humiliated Screech for being an annoying fruit. AC Slater sure as hell never dated some damn Tranny! When not buttslamming Screech Slater was banging ho’s left and right! I remember and episode where Slater was banging Kelly, and Screech snuck up behind him to try and watch. Slater realized Screech was there and let loose a heinous burrito fueled fart right in Screech’s face! Now that was wholesome family television!
Barf, the original series definitely incorporated American values - Slater and Zack were alpha males who was hooking up with all of the hot girls. The alpha males were normal heterosexuals. Yes, they did have sex with Screech but that was perfectly acceptable because Screech was an annoying loser. Giving Screech rough anal was just a prank!
Stinky, I 100 percent agree with you. Those Alpha males were merely trying to teach their friend lessons, hoping they would assist him into becoming a decent American. Unfortunately they failed as Screech was a deranged, homosexual, loser who was so depraved not even a buttslamming from Slater could help him. I do question if you believe Mr. Belding maintained his hetero street cred when he began dating Screech during the New Class? I myself have wavered on that important question. I believe there is currently a high level class at Princeton that spends a semester analyzing this.
Screech drove me to become a depraved serial killer! I couldn’t get the sound of him yelling “Zoinks” out of my head!!! One time I was hooking up with a prostitute and for some reason she yelled “Zoinks”. It drove me over the edge into insanity! I told my lawyer this but he refused to allow a “Screech” defense. Hopefully I can appeal it and be set free. Can anyone help me?
Fags.
Barf, I suspect that Mr. Belding has urges to stuff his face with pizza and cake which are far stronger than any sexual urges he might have. He enjoys making belches, farts, and diarrhea part of his sexual routine. Most women aren’t into that sort of nasty stuff and Mr. Belding was far too lazy to go out and try to meet a woman like that. Instead, Screech just happened to show up at his office one day offering to be his unpaid assistant, willing to do anything to get some attention from his hero, whom he referred to simply as “The Chief.” Mr. Belding obviously used his power to trick Screech into believing that sniffing his farts, eating diarrhea, and servicing his sexual needs were part of his unpaid internship. I’m not sure whether Mr. Belding was gay, either - he may have simply been a lazy man who fantasized about women while grabbing onto Screech’s Jew-fro like the reigns of a horse and having his way with Screech’s brown pipe!
Screech is gone, unfortunately, but Belding & his newest and bestest pal Corky are currently locked up in my basement/torture dungeon, chained to the wall, and being frequently force-fed frosted fortune-cookies that are filled with fried feces from fresno.. They've also been known to occasionally eat diarrhea spread on toast with butter and marmalade for breakfast.. mmmm... it's just like a little slice of heaven for those two ass-reaming fuckholes.. they also like to "fuck" each other up the 'ole shitpipe on a daily basis - they will be released when I feel their remedial lessons are complete but that could be awhile, and then corky will be back to ruling the rodriguez household with an iron-fist (and a shit-stained ass..), & belding will be supplying random burps and farts that will completely dwarf the ones he previously released before their unfortunate but completely necessary incarceration..
Kinda gives a whole new meaning to 60 days in, huh?..
Alex Rodriguez was the “Screech” of the New York Yankees from 2004-2016. As his manager, I was kind of like a Mr. Belding father figure to him. He would follow me around like a puppy dog, always trying to absorb my wisdom. I offered him many tips on how to become a better baseball player. I would also occasionally rip stinky farts in his face when he had one of his “mental lapses” on the field. I would also give him a vicious butt-slamming from time to time to help take his mind off the game when he was mired in a long slump at the plate.
Joe, you are a hero. You really knew how to motivate your players and won a World Series in 2009! As a straight man was it at all difficult to stoop to the level of degenerate A Rod? I can’t imagine your everyday life involved farting in a man’s face or buttslamming men? A Rod really was a primadonna and was always prancing around the dugout acting like a fruit. Did you ever imagine he’d wind up dating Corky? Did he show any proclivities towards disabled people? Did other Yankee players assist you in farting or belching in A Rod’s face? I imagine CC Sabathia could produce some nasty farts back then!
Last night, Corky drank so much Mountain Dew while staying up late with his best buddy, Mr. Belding, that he had trouble falling asleep and ended up watching some documentaries on the History Channel, one of which was about the origin of AIDS. Corky was fascinated when he discovered that AIDS originally started in monkeys before switching over the HIV in humans. Corky was so excited by the documentary that he took an enormous dump in his diaper and then fell asleep on the floor. The next morning A-Rod came downstairs and noticed that the den smelled like shit and realized that he needed to change Corky’s diaper. A-Rod picked up Corky, removed the dirty diaper, cleaned his bottom and put talcum powder on it before putting a new diaper on Corky. Corky then woke up and told A-Rod to contact his Hollywood friends because he wanted to make a movie about AIDS and thought that A-Roc should star in it. A-Rod said that a documentary where he narrated a discussion of the history of AIDS could help rehabilitate his career and change public perception. A-Rod also thanked Corky for this idea. Corky said that he didn’t want A-Rod to narrate, but that A-Rod would play the first person who caught AIDS from a monkey. A-Rod asked whether Corky meant that he would be playing someone who ate tainted monkey meat and caught AIDS that way. Corky replied that A-Rod was an idiot and that he clearly didn’t understand how people get AIDS. Corky explained that the first humans to catch AIDS had sex with a monkey who had AIDS, not from eating infected monkey meat. Corky also said that in his movie, A-Rod would be at the zoo when a gay monkey attacks him and rapes him, causing the first human AIDS victim. Corky also said that monkeys don’t know how to act, so the rape scene would need to be real and that they would film it at a zoo in San Francisco. A-Rod replied that it was Corky’s stupidest idea yet and that Corky had wasted his time. A-Rod also demanded that Corky pull out his dong for A-Rod to fondle. Corky got mad at A-Rod’s rude reply and punched him in the balls before ass-raping him!
Hey, why you delete my comment beaaatch??.. 'yo pale jewish ass be needin' a tune-up, Stein-Turd?..
Gary, that is one hot field report! I don’t think anyone believes the nonsense of AIDS jumping to humans because they ate them as bushmeat. Everyone knows some filthy, degenerate, African was buttslamming and likely being buttslammed by a bunch of monkeys. I’m glad Corky realized that and wants to stick to the science in his movie. A Rod is perfect deviant to play the dirty (and likely smelly) African who gets butt raped by an infected Monkey. They could then show A Rod hooking up with Gaeton Dugas in some seedy airport bathroom. Gaeton then went on to spread the disease everywhere as he was a deranged queer who worked as a flight attendant. I’m sure the people at the San Francisco zoo are utterly deranged and would gladly allow Corky to film his movie there. It would be funny if local bums dressed up as Africans and chanted and jerked off while the monkeys ass raped A Rod!
Corky may be a Downer, but he certainly has more common sense than A-Rod! Corky knows that AIDS is sexually transmitted so obviously some demented pervert had sex with a monkey in order catch AIDS in the first place. Corky doesn’t believe the tainted and uncooked meat theory.
I am the director of the San Francisco Zoo and have been since 2007 when a couple of beaners were dumb enough to throw sticks and pine cones at a tiger. Let’s just say it didn’t turn out well for them when the pissed off Tiger got out of her enclosure and mauled one of them to death, then nearly killed the other. But enough about that. As the CEO and director of a Zoo in the most liberal place in the USA we have ensured diversity, equity, and inclusion are far above public safety or actually running the zoo. We regularly let the LGBTQ+ crowd in to have a romp with the animals. Unfortunately this doesn’t always go well. We’ve had two deaths so far this year. One when a deranged weirdo tried to have sex with a giraffe, and the giraffe did a cool donkey kick right in his head. The second was even dumber. Some fruitcake tried to buttslam an elephant, it got pissed and stomped on him. Mainly the degenerates stick to the monkey cages and there is a lot of feces throwing and man on monkey sex. As Corky is a ‘tard we see him as a supreme being who needs his every wish catered to. Remember we are laser focused on being inclusive. I would gladly shut down the zoo for a few days he allow him to film his movie. We would give him full access to the zoo and would be fine with his lover A Rod frolicking nude with monkeys or whatever animals Corky chooses. I feel it would be humorous if his AIDS film showed A Rod getting tag teamed by a monkey and a donkey. The potential combinations are endless! Just have Corky or Mr. Belding call me directly to set up this amazing event. I bet I’ll get an award from the city for making this super inclusive event happen!
ASFUCKING IS NOT A CRIME
Ms. Peterson, are you aware of the 2005 incident involving Kenneth Pinyan, a Boeing employee who lived in Washington state? He was a demented queer who snuck into a barn on a farm with his buddy and had his buddy videotape him being viciously butt-slammed by a horny horse. The horse butt-slammed his anus so forcefully that it perforated his colon and he died. https://www.vice.com/en/article/3bjdpw/ten-years-ago-mr-hands-got-fucked-to-death-by-a-horse-716
Will the animals at your zoo be more careful with A-Rod’s anus? I’m guessing that demented San Francisco queers are constantly asking you to hook them up on dates with any horny gay animals at your zoo. Hopefully they have their way with A-Rod while leaving his colon intact for Corky to enjoy at a later time after being hosed down.
Greaseball, I have heard that story numerous times, as many of our “after hours” deranged guests see Kenneth Pinyan as some kind of hero. I have to constantly hear guests daring each other to get buttslammed by an elephant in order to “outdo” Kenneth. It’s absolute nonsense and as we already have enough deaths from dumb acts I don’t encourage anyone to try it. Thankfully most of our guests are happy with the monkeys and enjoy getting buttslammed by gay monkeys. I do encourage this as the monkeys and the weirdos all seem to enjoy it. Deranged queers do recognize me on the streets and regularly ask about the next party, and who the best gay animal would be for them to hook up with. If A Rod sticks to the monkeys I’m sure his shit chute will be just fine for Corky to pound. I have still not heard from Corky or Mr. Belding but I look forward to them contacting me. If they need xtras for their movie I’m sure I can arrange some of our regulars to come by and participate for free.
Today I had a rather unpleasant call with Mr. Belding and Corky. I picked up my office phone and was met with a disgusting and ridiculously loud belch. When I asked who it was I then heard someone drinking something before announcing it was “Principal Belding”. When I asked how I could help him I then heard the sound of someone chewing what sounded like potato chips for about 30 seconds. He then said he was calling to make arrangements for their AIDS movie and had a few questions. I said I’d answer any questions he had and told him we were excited to host Corky’s movie. Mr. Belding then told me to “hold my horses” and said he had major concerns about the “pizza situation”. When I asked what he was talking about I heard another belch before he said San Francisco was not known for its Pepperoni Pizza and he needed be sure the city could take care of his food needs. I told him we had many highly rated pizza places and rattled off a few of my favorites. He then told me to stop telling him about garbage pizza and inquired about the availability of Pizza Hut pizza. I quickly googled and found quite a few Pizza Hut locations and told Mr. Belding. (Not sure why he couldn’t have googled himself). To make him happy I told him the Zoo would foot the bill for his pizza while the movie was being shot. This seemed to make him happy and he then said Corky had some questions. Corky then came on and the first thing he said was “A Rod is a huge faggot”. When I told him that word wasn’t allowed anymore he got angry and I could hear him grunting. He then said A Rod was going to bang a monkey and get AIDS and I told him we were very proud of his movie idea and looked forward to helping him. This cheered him up and he then told me that he also wanted to know if A Rod could have sex with a Toucan, and could it shove its giant beak up his ass. I said I would have to check on that I didn’t think the toucan would like that and it would likely bite A Rod’s ass. This made Corky laugh and he said he needed that to happen. I told him again I’d check on it. Then I heard an insanely loud fart blasted into the phone which hurt my ears. They are still ringing as I write this. The fart lasted for at least 15 seconds, then the phone went dead. I have no idea if they are coming to make the movie. Corky if you read this please call back.
Tanya, you had quite a phone call with Corky and Mr. Belding! I hope that they do film that movie as it will be quite entertaining and should help drive traffic to your zoo.
The father of my work colleague attended Bayside High School in the late 1960s when Mr. Belding was a student. He said that Mr. Belding was a DJ for the school’s radio station and called himself “the Big Bopper.” He said that Mr. Belding would often be audibly crunching on potato chips and Fritos while he was talking on the air! Apparently he had not yet tried Doritos, but Fritos were his go-to crunchy chip at the time. Mr. Belding had a high metabolism at the time, so he actually wasn’t too large at the time, but he was known as being a glutton. He could be heard opening bottles of Coca-Cola, drinking them, and belching loudly on the air and would often also rip insanely loud farts which became part of his DJ schtick. The school actually had to replace the microphone after a few months of him DJ’ing because so many food particles had fallen into the microphone that it stopped functioning properly.
Yeah, whatever.. I still hear that fat faggot can play a mean pair of flesh-bongos..
I saw that Richard Simmons died on Saturday. Does anyone know whether it was from AIDS?
Dong, I believe it was. One would have thought a man who spent his life working out would live longer. It’s also weird he hid out from the public for over a decade. I’m guessing all those nights he wore those short shorts to the LA dumpster scene finally caught up with him. I heard from a good source his butthole fell off and he was fitted with a prosthetic butthole that made him very self conscious. I hope he rests in peace as overall he was a fruity but seemingly decent guy.
This has to be the dumbest site I've ever seen.. f'n retards..
Big Mike, this site is utterly amazing. I have found so many hot hookups here. If you’re truly “big” you may want to join myself, and a few other homeless dudes in one of our world famous “soup kitchens”. We will break into some random persons car, then hop in and go to town on each other! If you’ve never had a dirty bums thumb up your ass you haven’t lived. Hope to see you soon.
Big Mike, are you the “wife” of Barack Obama? I have heard you referred to as “Big Mike.” Give Barack a good butt-slamming tonight.
I find that there are some hot stories posted here which are nice to read while pleasuring myself. Just because I get turned on thinking about ripping stinky farts in Screech’s face and jizzing into his poofy ‘fro doesn’t make me a bad person. It is a shame that Screech died young so I won’t be able to fulfill this queer fantasy. We all have sexual desires- yours involves giving Barack rough anal so you aren’t one to judge.
I'll judge all I fuckin' want 'cause I've got god on my side, you aids-infected little slimeballs..
A-Rod returned home from announcing at the MLB All Star game tonight. After walking in, he asked what Corky thought of his commentary from the All-Star game. Corky replied that he forgot about it and watched He-Man cartoons instead. Corky also said that the All-Star game is boring and gay and that nobody cares about it. A-Rod got a sad look on his face like he was about to cry when Mr. Belding entered the room and ripped wall- and window-rattling 10-second, 100dB fart, causing Corky to laugh hysterically. A-Rod whined that Corky and Mr. Belding didn’t respect him. Corky told A-Rod to stop being such a faggot and that he and Mr. Belding had a great way to make hundreds of millions of dollars. Corky explained that when you go to the mall they are always selling expensive perfumes. Corky said that he wanted to bottle up Mr. Belding’s farts and sell it as an expensive perfume and pointed out that Mr. Belding farts a lot so it was guaranteed to make a lot of money. Corky also said that he wanted to sell Mr. Belding’s belches as another perfume. Mr. Belding interrupted to say that they would corner the market if they act fast. A-Rod pointed out that Mr. Belding’s farts and belches smell disgusting and that nobody would ever pay money for them as perfumes unless they were for a gag gift. A-Rod also said that he was surprised that two marketing wizards like Corky and Belding weren’t also bottling Mr. Belding’s armpit sweat as a third perfume. A-Rod then said that Corky and Belding were idiots and that they leave him alone so he could get some rest. Corky got mad at A-Rod for being so rude and dismissive and decided to teach A-Rod a lesson by karate-chopping A-Rod in the Adam’s Apple and then viciously ass-raping him while Mr. Belding ate a large pie!
This afternoon, Corky and Mr. Belding went to Dollartree to get candy and a birthday card for A-Rod’s 49th birthday next Saturday. They found a nice 50 cent card for A-Rod. But the card gave Corky a million dollar idea, causing Corky to fill his diaper with doodee in the store. After he got home and put on a new diaper, Corky thought it would be funny to hide the dirty one in A-Rod’s sock drawer, under some of his dress socks for A-Rod to discover the next time he dresses up to go out. Corky then ran to the den and encountered A-Rod watching a baseball game. Corky yelled that A-Rod needed to contact his friends in the birthday card industry because he had a great billion dollar idea. Corky explained that the front of the card would read, “Mr. Belding wishes you a happy birthday!” Corky also said that there would be an image Mr. Belding’s right side ass cheek completely naked, whereas the back side of the card would have an image of Mr. Belding’s left side ass cheek. Corky said that when someone opens the card, it makes a loud fart sound and then the person opening the card gets spritzed in the face with mist which smelled like one of Mr. Belding’s farts after eating pepperoni pizza and drinking bottles of Mountain Dew! A-Rod replied that Corky is getting stupider by the minute and that it was his worst idea yet. A-Rod said that nobody would want to pay for a card which sprays heinous farts in the recipient’s face. A-Rod then asked whether Corky ate lead paint chips as a child. Corky got mad at A-Rod’s rude comment and threw him a vicious beating before ass-raping him!
Gary, that is one erotic story. I can’t believe how many million dollar ideas A Rod has missed out on. Every deranged weirdo would love to receive a card that featured Mr. Belding ripping ass in their face. I bet Corky could make a mint selling refills of that fart mist. I know many deranged queers who would love getting that card, and would open it non stop. I think Corky could even branch out to other holidays like Valentines Day and Christmas!
Barf, I have been to stores with large greeting card aisles where the cards are organized by subject matter, where birthday cards are in a particular section, graduation cards are in a different section, anniversary cards in another section, and so forth. Corky is a branding genius as there could be an entire “Mr. Belding” section of greeting cards. There could be a “welcome” card to welcome a new homeowner to a neighborhood, where the homeowner opens the card in is blasted in the face with one of Mr. Belding’s rank pepperoni farts! There could be also be hot dog fart, chili fart, baked bean fart cards where the fart stench is based on different foods Mr. Belding has eaten. I also envision a line of Mr. Belding belch-themed cards where a side of Mr. Belding’s face is on the front of the card and the other side of his face on on the back of the card such that then the card is opened, a sound of Mr. Belding belching for 5 seconds is played and the odor of his belches emanates from the inside if the card! I could be a Mountain Dew-breath belch card or possibly one combining the smell of soda with the odor of hot dogs or some other food that Mr. Belding had eaten before belching. The possibilities are endless!
I work for American Greeting Cards. We make greeting cards which you can find in thousands of stores throughout the country. We are the second largest greeting card company in the world after Hallmark. We’ve been looking for something to push us up into the #1 spot and think the a “Mr. Belding” line of greeting cards might do the trick. Would someone please put me in contact with his agent? Does anyone know his fee, or does he prefer to be paid in deep dish pizza, Mountain Dew, and cake?
Today Corky went potty all by himself. He was so happy when he heard the splash of his dookie. He did forget to wipe, and was so excited he didn’t flush the toilet so he could show it to A Rod. Corky then went back to watching The Smurfs with Mr. Belding and sat there eating an enormous bag of Doritos while guzzling Mountain Dew. A few hours later A Rod came in the room and was met by Mr. Belding letting loose a window rattling belch, then lifted his leg and ripped a 7 second fart. A Rod made a face and then said the room stank like ass and there was Doritos dust all over his couch. Corky was ready to fly off the handle at this rude comment but then remembered he’d gone potty all by himself. He told A Rod he had a surprise upstairs for him. At this A Rod grew excited and assumed Corky had an afternoon of hot man action for him. He blushed and said that sounded wonderful. Corky then blindfolded A Rod and led him to an upstairs bathroom, then opened the toilet. When he did he found that the turd was gone. He quickly ripped off A Rod’s blindfold and accused A Rod of stealing his achievement. A disappointed A Rod looked down at the toilet and shook his head. He told Corky he’d found the toilet unflushed and had flushed it. He said he assumed Mr. Belding had once again forgotten to flush. At this Corky flew off the handle and accused A Rod of gobbling up his turd because he was a deranged weirdo. He said he could smell it on A Rod’s breath. When A Rod tried to deny this had happened Corky slugged him in the balls, then shoved his head in the toilet before violently butt slamming him. A Rod moaned in delight which angered Corky even more. He then blew a load all over A Rod as he gave him a donkey punch. A Rod then fell in a heap on the floor, while Corky grunted and made a dookie in his pants before heading back downstairs to enjoy some more Smurfs, Doritos, and Mountain Dew! A Rod sure learned a lesson that time!
Lance, I’m certain a Mr. Belding line of cards would do extremely well. In the queer community there really is a lack of greeting cards that display our deranged side. Being able to give my lover Ramon a birthday card that sprayed Mr. Belding fart in his face would be a smash hit! I think even normies would by the cards, especially the belching ones, as heteros seem to really enjoy drinking beer and burping.
Crotch, A-Rod deserved that beating and rough butt-slamming! Corky going dookie in the toilet for the first time is similar to a boy hitting his first ever home run in little league baseball! Corky obviously left that huge smelly turd to show off to A-Rod and yet A-Rod thoughtlessly flushed the toilet. A-Rod is also to blame for having such stinky breath that Corky thought he had eaten that turd! A-Rod really needs to think first before he does something like that again.
Yesterday, Corky told A-Rod that he had trouble sleeping the night before. When A-Rod asked why, Corky replied that he had been asleep dreaming about A-Rod and had a wet dream. A-Rod immediately blushed because he assumed that it was Corky’s way of telling A-Rod that he loved him and was deeply attracted to him. A-Rod was so intrigued that he asked Corky if he remembered what happened in the dream. Corky said that in his dream, he had punched A-Rod in the balls and then went dookie on A-Rod’s head and that he suddenly woke up and realized that he had just filled his diaper with dookie and that he was also peeing. Corky continued, saying that it the dream was so wet that his diaper was overflowing with pee and dookie juice. A-Rod felt very sad and started crying and complained that going to the bathroom in a diaper is not the type of wet dream A-Rod figured Corky had experienced. Corky got really mad at A-Rod for interrupting him, so he punched A-Rod in the ribs and then slapped him in the face! Corky then made his dream come true by taking a dump on A-Rod’s head before viciously ass-raping him!!!
Gary, that is a fantastic story! Why does A Rod keep thinking Corky is madly in love with him when it’s so obvious Corky is just there to mooch off A Rod with his best pal Mr. Belding, and have his penis and ass needs taken care of. A Rod is a total idiot if he thinks Corky is there for any other reason.
Today I was at a Taco Bell in Miami getting lunch when I saw Corky, A Rod, and Mr. Belding. Mr. Belding did not seem happy and was complaining how hot it was, and that Bayside was much nicer in the summer. Then he bent forward and ripped a nasty 6 second fart on A Rod who was standing behind him. A Rod began gagging which annoyed Corky who kicked A Rod in the ass and told him they were hungry and to stop making noises. They then went to the counter where Mr. Belding ordered 45 soft taco supremes, two orders of cinnamon twists, a few burrito supremes and a massive Mountain Dew Baja blast. Corky got 12 tacos and a large Mountain Dew. A Rod ordered some salad thing which Corky and Mr. Belding made fun of. They then sat down and began scarfing down their food. Mr. Belding talked to Corky the entire time and I overheard them planning to watch some He-Man cartoons and eat Doritos and Ice Cream sandwiches. Then Mr. Belding learned off his chair and ripped a 14 second fart that made the entire restaurant stink like ass and even fogged up the windows! A Rod looked embarrassed and told them to hurry up and eat. At this Corky got annoyed and said he and his best friend in the universe were having an important conversation and if A Rod tried to rush them or interrupted them again he was going to belt him. Corky then turned to A Rod and belched in his face. At this A Rod tried to settle things down and told them he had a nice surprise to announce. He then said that next week they were all going on a nice vacation back to Reno. He said he was still picking a hotel and was looking for them to help pick. He said they could stay at the Motel 6 where weridos would hang out outside their room, or they could stay are Americas Best Inn that had a Denny’s in the parking lot. Mr. Belding belched loudly they said Reno was no summer vacation and it would be as hot as hell in August. He said he liked the idea of a Denny’s in the parking lot but they preferred getting door dash at home. Corky nodded and said he wasn’t going anywhere and A Rod could go by himself. At this A Rod began crying and said he just wanted to have a nice vacation and share a bed with Corky. As he sobbed Corky Mr. Belding continued eating with food spraying everywhere. Corky had finished his meal and got really angry at A Rod and said he’d embarrassed him. When A Rod didn’t stop sobbing Corky belted him in the face, then pushed him off his chair and ass raped him in front of the entire restaurant! Many people, including the Taco Bell manager, cheered and jerked off to this wild scene! In the end Corky jizzed on A Rod then he and Mr. Belding left and went out to A Rod’s Bentley. A few minutes later A Rod picked himself off the floor and limped out to the car then drove away. It was a highly erotic!
Bowel Movement, that’s a wonderful story! You were so fortunate to run into Corky, Mr. B, and A-Rod. A-Rod sure was annoying and Corky did what needed to be done to keep him in line. Isn’t A-Rod supposedly worth over $100 million? If so, why does he want to stay at seedy 1-star motels in Reno, Nevada??? What a cheapskate! He deserved for Corky to rape him in that Taco Bell!
Gaywad, a Rod is a total weirdo. Maybe he’s trying to save a few bucks in his attempt to buy the Timberwolves? Even if he’s able to do so he will still need money to operate the team next season. I’m sure Corky and Mr. Belding have spent a lot of his baseball money. So it may be likely he can only afford a one star budget motel in offseason Reno? Or he may just be a degenerate who likes the idea of Mr. Belding stinking from the 100 degree weather, and sleeping mere feet from he and Corky? All I can say is it was pretty damn weird to see a former MLB all star getting buttslammed by a ‘tard in the middle of a Taco Bell!
This site is the lamest p.o.s. ever, and if it had an anus and I could get a hard-on I would fuck it in the ass.
Ralphie, I just saw an episode of the 1980’s show Small Wonder. In it Reggie burglarized the Lawson home while they were away. But he forgot VIKI was home in her closet. When he opened it to see if there was anything good in it he could steal she popped out and kicked him in the dick. She then ripped a really nasty robot fart right in his face. It was a green cloud of some kind of nasty battery acid or something. This made Reggie pass out. When the Lawson’s got home Ted asked VIKI what happened and she played him some footage of Reggie robbing their house and her incapaciting him. This angered Ted who tossed Reggie in a large plastic garbage bag and put him out for the trash. He then proclaimed “he’d taken out the trash” which led to the laugh track roaring. When Jamie whined Reggie was his only friend Ted got angry and said his friend had tried to rob their house. He then pelted Jamie with rocks and called him a “nerd”. Jamie ran off to his room crying as the garbage men pulled up, loaded Reggie into the truck, then compacted him to another round of canned laughter. While this happened Ted stood there and fondled himself. It was a solid episode.
Fellow fags, I just learned that tomorrow is free mtn. dew baja-blast day at participating taco bell locations! Drink up!.. (and corky was not happy at all about a-rod trying to withhold this important information from him and belding and he showed just how angry he was about it by flaying a-rod's nutsack wide open with a flying kick from his metal soccer-cleats!..) https://www.kansascity.com/news/nation-world/national/article290462689.html
Big Stuff, that was one of the best episodes of Small Wonder. How many times did Reggie steal Jamie's bike or baseball cards? However, Reggie just wouldn't change his ways. He deserved to be thrown in the garbage truck and crushed like that!
Jizz Libber, thanks for the info - I checked the Taco Bell app and saw that anyone can get a free medium sized Mountain Dew: Baja Blast today. Of course, Corky would thrown A-Rod a vicious beating if he only provided he or his best buddy, Mr. Belding, with a medium size drink instead of the large size which they are used to getting!
I grew up in Port Washington in Wisconsin. I worked at a Culver’s in Port Washington during the summer of 2013 after graduating from high school. I grew up watching Saved By The Bell reruns and was happy when I found it that Screech had moved to Port Washington. I didn’t particularly like Screech because he was so weird and annoying, but I thought it was cool that someone from that show liked in my town and hoped that maybe he would bring by Kelly, Lisa, Jessie, Zack, or Slater at some point. However, the only one I saw him with was Mr. Belding. Mr. Belding was much larger than he had been on the show when I saw him - I heard that he packed on 100lbs or more of pure body fat in an effort to avoid being pigeon-holed in high school principal-type roles, although I think that the true reason for the weight gain was his addiction to fast food and his hatred of exercise…
Culver’s would occasionally have coupons in newspaper inserts. I remember one time when Screech ordered a chicken fingers value basket while Mr. Belding had a BOGO coupon which he used to purchase two triple Butterburger Deluxe value baskets, each of which came with a large order of fries and a large drink. I’m not even sure what the point was or getting two value baskets since they ate in the restaurant and he could have gotten free refills! In any event, Mr. Belding devoured those two triple Butterburger Deluxe sandwiches and then I saw him lean to the side of his his booth and proceeded to rip and insanely loud and stinky fart which quickly stunk up the entire restaurant! I think he may have also started in his pants because he quickly got up to go to the bathroom and Screech went in there with him. After they entered the men’s room, I heard some type of commotion which included a series of loud farts followed by moaning as someone uttered, “Zoinks!” repeatedly. I’m guessing that there was some type of ass-play going on between Screech and Belding in the men’s room, although I am just speculating. But Screech did hobble out of the men’s room with Mr. Belding a few minutes later, so only those two really know what happened in there…
Fags are gay.
Hey Grosseanne, no one gives a cup of shit what u think so just get the hell out of here and go fuck yourself with a cobra, bitch..
Screech was my hero and when I was a kid, I wanted to grow up to be just like him. My dream has always been to be a bathroom attendant who is so good at his job that people throw shiny quarters and sometimes even paper money in my tip jar. He stunk as an actor but was an icon within the bathroom attendant community!
P.S. I’m gay.
Gay Bathrooom Attendant, you would be amazed how many millennials grew up watching the New Class and evolved into deviant queers who longed to become unpaid bathroom attendants. We now have an over abundance of bathroom attendants at many highway rest areas and truck stops. I just wish they would spread out a little more to cover fast food restaurants like Taco Bell. Everyone seems to want to be at the pinnacle of the bathroom attendant game and think they are ready to handle a busy truck or rest stop. Most aren’t. There is a real lack of consistent quality in the industry. If Screech were still alive I imagine he’d be mentoring a new generation. It’s sad he passed and can’t pass on his skill set and enormous knowledge base.
I previously mentioned that I grew up in Port Washington and worked during the summer of 2013 at a Culver’s. I had several friends who also had jobs during that summer. One of my friends worked the cash register at a Taco Bell. He said that there was a long line one day and that Screech kept held up the line by asking annoying questions about how fresh the lettuce was and whether the cheese was refrigerated properly. He finally got to the point where he decided what he wanted, telling my friend, “I think I’ll have the #2 Value Meal.” The guy behind him was red in the face because he was fat and very really angry at Screech for holding up the line. So the fat guy slugged Screech in the back and yelled, “I’ll give you a #2!” Then the fat guy pulled down his jeans and took and enormous dump on Screech’s head before kicking Screech in the balls! The Taco Bell had to be closed down for a cleaning and the police were called. Screech claimed that he had been beaten and attacked unprovoked, but the police said that it was Screech’s fault for holding up the line and being a douche!
Chuck, that is an amazingly hot story. Screech was not only a horrible and annoying actor, he was one of the most annoying human beings in real life. Just imagine being that oblivious that you’d hold up a line to question the quality of the Taco Bell ingredients! Taco Bell has garbage food and everyone who eats there knows it. I think Screech did that nonsense on purpose to try and seem like a big shot. Thankfully that hungry fat guy taught him a lesson by giving him the number 2 meal Screech deserved. It’s likely why many Port Washington residents would regular drive past his home and do burnouts in his yard, set his house on fire, throw feces, scream “Screech”, and other pranks. I recall a few kids played a prank and set Screech’s car on fire, which then caught part of the house on fire. The police somehow nabbed them and Screech tried to press charges even though only a little bit of his house was damaged along with his car which was totaled. When it went to court Screech was super obnoxious and wore some fruity Zubaz outfit with a bow tie. During the hearing he kept yelling Zoinks which really annoyed the judge. In the end the judge let the pranksters go, saying that Screech deserved the prank for being such an annoying loser. Everyone in the courtroom cheered and the judge told Screech he wanted to see him in his chambers. From behind closed doors the audience could hear some really loud farts, a number of “Zoinks”, and then some loud buttslamming. I think Justice was served.
Huey, can you imagine being a 300lb man who is hungry and is waiting in the only open line at Taco Bell but the line is being held up because some idiot is asking stupid questions about the lettuce or cheese? Anyone in that situation would pummel Screech and at least fart in his face if not take a dump in his Jew-fro or rape him.
I also this that the judge understood that everyone has their limit as to what they are willing to tolerate and yet Screech kept pushing the limit by being so annoying. Screech also deserved to be butt-slammed by the judge. It would have been great to watch Screech appear on the old People’s Court - Judge Wapner would put Screech in his place and teach him not be be so annoying by teaming up with the 85-year-old bailiff, Rusty, to spit-roast Screech!
Yeah, and then Doug Llewellyn could piss and shit in his mouth.
I was watching the Olympics the other day and they showed Zack Morris and his wife sitting in the stands of the Olympic swimming venue. It is too bad Screech is no longer with us - it would have been funny to see Screech and Belding sitting on the stands, with Mr. Belding stuffing his face with hot dogs and a huge soft pretzel before belching into Screech’s face!
Smiddy, I saw your comment and it reminded me of then2016 Rio Olympics. I was there and was attending the men’s gymnastics when I saw Mr. Belding and Screech canoodling in the stands. Mr. Belding was woofing down some enormous BBQ sandwich along with an enormous soda. Screech was of course wearing some fruity Zubaz Olympic outfit with Rio 2016 on the front. Part way through a Chinese gymnasts routine Mr. Belding stood up, pulled down his sweatpants, and ripped ass right in Screech’s face! It was so loud the gymnast became distracted and fell off the balance beam. The Chinese tried to protest to no avail. The next thing I knew the entire arena stank like an anus, and when I looked back at Mr. Belding he had ripped off Screech’s Zubaz and was ass raping him right in the stands while still gobbling up his BBQ sandwich! Many of the make members of the crowd stomped their feet and began jerking off. It was likely the best moment of the 2016 games! I couldn’t believe NBC chose not to air this hot scene!
Dick Puncher, I remember watching portions of the Rio Olympics, although I never watch gymnastics. However, it would have been cool if NBC had aired that incident of Screech and Belding and aired replays of it. I could see Bob Costas interviewing Mr. Belding afterwards to get his take on what happened. NBC seems to enjoy airing interviews with non-athletes instead of the sports which people actually want to watch. I know that Snoop Dogg is some type of celebrity ambassador for NBC for the current Olympics even though he was probably never an athlete and a huge percentage of the public finds him to be an annoying buffoon. I would have preferred to see Mr. Belding in the crowd at various events, stuffing his face with food and belching and farting constantly to entertain everyone!
Yesterday afternoon, Corky and Mr. Belding were shoveling M&M’s and pizza into their mouths while watching “The 6th Day,” a movie from 2000 starring Arnold Schwarzenegger in which Schwarzenegger is cloned to create an exact duplicate of himself. Corky enjoyed the movie and ran down to the den where A-Rod was relaxing while watching a Yankees game on tv. Corky told A-Rod about the movie and then asked what would happen if his best buddy, Mr. Belding, was cloned. Corky asked if both Mr. Beldings pulled down their sweatpants and then farted in A-Rod’s face if the earth would explode. A-Rod asked Corky what the hell he was talking about and why would farts make the earth explode. Corky replied that A-Rod was an idiot and that the power and smell of the farts would be like a bomb exploding. Corky also pointed out that a homo like A-Rod would enjoy smelling it. A-Rod told Corky to leave him alone and that it was one of Corky’s stupidest questions ever. Corky got mad and slugged A-Rod in the gut before pulling off his diaper and using it to strangle A-Rod while ass-raping him!
It really was a riot. I saw them leaving when the event was over. Screech was covered in dookie juice and jizz, and had a nice chunk of his Jew fro missing. Some obese woman holding a little American flag came over and told Mr. Belding he was a national disgrace. Mr. Belding said “thank you”, then belched in her face. I was close enough to see all kinds of food particles fly from his mouth and pelt her face. His belch lasted at least 10 seconds and was instantly loud. He then walked off while stuffing his face with a couple hot dogs he a large soda. The women stumbled and seemed so shocked she just stood there while people laughed at her. It was great. Unfortunately I didn’t see Mr. Belding or Screech the rest of the time I was there.
Dick Puncher, do you remember Kerri Strug, the US gymnast who completed a vault with a severely sprained ankle in the 1996 Olympics? I remember she hurt her ankle doing some gymnastics event before that vault. That Olympics was in the US. I remember seeing Mr. Belding and Screech in the stands at some events that year because SBTB was an NBC show so they got free tickets. I recall them showing Screech at the wrestling events and it looked like he was salivating while staring at the crotches of the wrestlers. I think they also were at some gymnastics events. Did Mr. Belding rip an insanely loud fart in Screech’s face in the stands at the gymnastics venue which caused Kerri Strug to twist and sprain her ankle??
Gary, Corky is a deep thinker and his question about whether the combined farts of the real Mr. Belding and a clone Mr. Belding would blow up the world. Corky was teaching A-Rod about the dangers of cloning, but A-Rod was too stupid to follow…
One of my buddies worked at the Port Washington McDonald’s back in the summer of 2013. He said that Screech and Belding came into the restaurant one evening and that Mr. Belding ordered 10 Quarter Pounders and a small hamburger along with two large orders of fries and a large drink. He said that Screech sat at the table while Mr. Belding wolfed down the Quarter Pounders and shoveled fries into his mouth. He saw Mr. Belding interrupt his eating to gulp down a huge cup of Coke and then turned to Screech and belched in his face! He then made Screech refill Mr. Belding’s soda cup at the machine a couple times. After finishing the Quarter Pounders and fries, Belding and Screech got up and walked to the men’s room. My friend saw Mr. Belding carrying the small hamburger with him. In any event, after walking into the bathroom, he heard a loud rumbling fart coming from the bathroom followed by moaning! Some high school kid then walked into the men’s room before jumping out while laughing hysterically. This other kid said that Screech and Belding were in the men’s room with their pants off and that Mr. Belding had placed the hamburger in the crack of his stinky and sweaty ass and that Screech was eating it out of Belding’s ass! This kid also claimed that Belding ripped a power fart in Screech’s face during this and that Screech went into some type of homosexual convulsion and was flopping around in the ground while jzzing his pants in exquisite pleasure! Needless to say, Screech and Belding were banned from that McDonald’s after this incident!
I just saw an episode of “Leave It To Beaver”. In it Beaver is constantly telling Wally and their father about a new kid in school named “The Big Bopper”. He tells his Dad how the kid is really cool and makes everyone laugh. He then asks if he can invite the Big Bopper to sleep over. Ward checks with the Mom and they agree he can. The next day Beaver comes home from school with a young Mr. Belding. When Mrs. Cleaver greets him he belches in her face while Wally and Beaver laugh hysterically. They then go up to play in Beavers room. When Ward gets home June tells him how rude the Big Bopper was to her, and Ward just says it was likely accidental. He then goes up to Beavers room and introduces himself to the Big Bopper. The Big Bopper takes Ward’s hand to shake it, and while doing so lifts his left leg, shakes it like a dog, and rips a really loud and nasty fart. Wally and Beaver of course laugh like maniacs and Beaver imitates the Big Bopper and bends forward and lets a squeaker of a fart loose. At this Ward is furious and threatens to beat both Beaver and The Big Bopper. The Big Bopper ignores this an asks when they will eat as he’s hungry. He then says he hopes they are having burgers and soda as that really makes him burp and fart. He then lifts his leg again and rips a heinous fart that makes Ward crinkle his nose. Ward then grabs the Big Bopper and fires him down the stairs. He then followed him downstairs, grabbed him, and tossed him out the front door. He then peers out the window with Mrs. Cleaver and they watch as the Big Bopper takes a nasty dump in their flowers, then hops on his bike and rides off. Ward then goes back upstairs and beats Beaver for bringing such a menace home. It was a pretty cool and progressive episode! Mr. Belding really shined!!
I had totally forgotten about that Leave it to Beaver episode! Mr. Belding had a fantastic debut.
I also recall an infamous episode of Diff’rent Strokes in which Mr. Belding was a substitute high school teacher for Willis’ class. Mr.
Belding caught Willis cheating on a test and then ass-raped Willis to teach him a lesson! It was later revealed that Mr. Horton was Mr. Belding’s cousin in an episode where Mr. Horton took his lover, Dudley, on a double date with Belding and Willis.
Smiddy, those shows were way ahead of their time. The following 2 episodes Mr. Belding wasn’t seen as “The Big Bopper” but Beaver kept talking about him and one time Ward went to leave for work and stepped in a piece of human shit left on their doormat. He screamed “Big Bopper!”, which was pretty funny. What I also found interesting was while at dinner Beaver was telling them how the Big Bopper had taken a dump in Larry Mondelo’s locker and stolen all the snacks he kept there. Even Ward chuckled as Beaver described Larry opening his locker to get a snack and finding a giant turd. Mrs. Cleaver then asked what The Big Boppers real name was and Beaver said their teacher called him Richard Horton. Now I’m wondering if this foreshadowed later escapades! That episode of Diff’rent strokes was awesome. If I remember correctly that was labeled as a “Very Special Epsiode”?
Barf, there were close to 40 episodes per season of Leave It To Beaver, so they needed to have a character like the Big Bopper Belding to fill some storylines.
There was one episode where Belding opened up Wally’s sock drawer in his dresser and took a huge dump in it to entertain the Beav. When Wally opened up the drawer to get a pair of socks the next day, he complained to his dad and said that the Beav must have done it. However, when confronted by his dad, the Beav lied and said that he saw Eddie Haskell do it. The Cleaver dad then drove over the Eddie Haskell’s house and kicked his ass! The Beav and the Big Bopper then smoked pot and laughed about it!
It was amazing that each season had 39 new episodes. It really shows how horrible the writers and producers of SBTB were. Especially during the new class when every other episode was a montage of old shows. I’ve continued watching the episodes and have to say the addition of “The Big Bopper” has really spiced things up. In the latest episode the Big Bopper gets suspended from school for taking a dump in a urinal. The school principal Mrs. Rayburn questioned the entire class and threatened them with no recess. Whitey then piped up and ratted on Mr. Belding. An annoyed Mrs. Rayburn suspended him for a week. Later that night Whitey went to go to sleep and found an enormous turd on his pillow. When he yelled out The Big Bopper crawled out from under the bed and beat Whitey with a pillowcase with a bar of soap in it. The laugh track really roared with laughter and the next day in school everyone gave Whitey the business for whining about how sore he was.
Barf, a teenage Mr. Belding appeared on a number of 60s tv shows, many of which produced a ridiculous number of episodes per season. The second season of the 1960s Batman tv show had 60 episodes, if you can believe that. That show only aired for three years yet had 120 episodes.
During a second season episode, he played a character named “The Big Bopper” who worked with other villains such as the Joker. The Big Bopper would tie people up and rob their houses and would rip stinky farts in their faces which would hypnotize them. The Big Bopper also took a huge dump in the gas tank of the Batmobile during an episode, disabling it!
I just saw another episode of Leave it to Beaver. The Big Bopper was in it and even though he was like 13 and in 6th grade he drove a Harley Davidson motorcycle to school and wore a badass black leather jacket. Wally was angry with him as he’d begun dating Mary Ellen Rogers who Wally liked. One time after school Wally challenged The Big Bopper to a fight. Mr. Belding climbed onto his Harley, then drove it straight at Wally and ran him over. He then stopped the bike and took a nasty dump on Wally’s head while the guys all cheered and the girls swooned. Mary Ellen ran over and kissed him on the cheek then hopped on the back of his motorcycle. He then burned rubber and popped a wheelie as he road off. For the next few nights the Cleavers were annoyed by the Big Bopper riding up and down their street over and over while revving his motorcycle. When he wasn’t doing that he kept prank calling the Cleaver house and either belched or ripped ass into the phone. At the end of the episode Mary Ellen Rogers told Wally she was pregnant with the Big Boppers kid, and that when she told him he’d broken up with her. Wally took her back and promised to raise the kid until Mr. Cleaver found out and beat Wally with a stick. It was a pretty good episode.
Barf, have you seen the episode from the last season of Leave it to Beaver where Mr. Horton was a substitute teacher at Beaver’s grade school? Beaver was in 8th grade at the time and Mr. Horton asked Beaver to stay after class. Mr. Horton told Beaver that he had some candy in his pocket and that Beaver should reach into his front pocket and grab it. Beaver reached into his pocket and said that that wasn’t any candy, but there was hard underneath his pocket, but he didn’t know what it was. A janitor then opened the door to clean the classroom and Mr. Horton told the Beaver to go to his next class. The Beaver had no clue that he was saved by the janitor. Contrast this with Good Morning, Miss Bliss, where the janitor, Mylo, butt-slammed Screech on a daily basis.
Fellow queers, I recently watched the infamous episode from the 7th season of SBTB: The New Class in which Screech and Belding went on a camping trip with the cool kids during that season. Screech and Belding drove out to the woods in Mr. Belding’s Yugo car and stopped at a Taco Bell along the way where Belding gobbled down 20 greasy tacos. When they arrived at their cabin, they discovered that there had been some sort of mix-up as there was only one bed in their cabin. Mr. Belding told Screech not to worry as they could double up in the lone bed. Mr. Belding also forgot to pack underwear for the trip, so he told Screech he was going he have to sleep in the nude. Screech was a little weirded out, but he decided there was no other option. Mr. Belding suggested they sleep back to back so that they didn’t accidentally touch dongs in the bed and Screech agreed that it was a good idea. However, shortly after lying down to sleep, Mr. Belding’s stomach began experiencing difficulty digesting the huge amount of Taco Bell he had ingested, causing him to feel a rumbling discomfort in his colon. Belding then suddenly released a powerful and incredibly stinky 12-second fart which launched Screech out of bed and onto the floor because his back and ass had been facing Screech. Mr. Belding apologized and said that he would roll over so that his ass faced the other direction. However, Mr. Belding’s enormous dong was now in the vicinity of Screech’s ass as they laid back down in bed. A few minutes later, Mr. Belding couldn’t take it anymore and started ass-raping Screech while Screech uttered, “Zoinks!” and the laugh track rolled! It was a pretty entertaining episode
Has anyone ever seen an episode from the 7th season of the New Class entitled, “Prescription for Trouble”? In the episode, Screech opens a massage parlor in Mr. Belding’s office! I have not seen it, but I bet that the massage parlor operated during school hours. With a storyline like that, how can anyone seriously deny that there was a gay relationship between Screech and Belding? I bet that Screech gave Belding many “happy endings” in that makeshift massage parlor and also tongued Belding’s stinky anus!
You people all belong in a mental hospital..
Rickey, welcome to the board. I would love to fire my seed down your throat. Let’s get together soon.
Whatever, fag..
Corky’s 59th birthday is coming up on August 26th. Corky told A-Rod that he’d better prepare a great birthday party with lots of hookers and blow for him and pizza and soda for his best buddy, Mr. Belding. Corky informed A-Rod that a vicious beating was coming his way if he screws this up…
Mr. Belding’s brother used to own an electronics store in a Southern California mall during the late 90s until one day when Screech stupidly spilled soup on a $5k juke box, ruining it and causing his store to go out of business. Mr. Belding’s brother has achieved a certain level of success since then and now owns a bed-and-breakfast in Ft. Lauderdale. Last weekend, Corky convinced A-Rod to visit the bed-and-breakfast. Corky said that he and Mr. Belding were running the place that weekend as a favor to Mr. Belding’s brother who is recovering from a car accident. Corky said that he would offer A-Rod a 10% discount off the regular price of $300/night, a good deal. A-Rod thought it was about time that he was pampered by Corky and Mr. Belding and agreed.
So A-Rod drove out to Ft. Lauderdale and was greeted by Corky and Mr. Belding, who took A-Rod’s luggage from his Bentley and placed it inside his room. Corky pointed out that in case there are other guests there, it is important to have security and pointed out that the door to A-Rod’s room as a lock so A-Rod can lock himself in. But A-Rod noticed that there was also a lock on the outside of the room and asked why that was there. Corky shrugged his shoulders because he didn’t know. A-Rod also asked why the only window in the room appeared to be permanently sealed shut. Corky again shrugged his shoulders.
For the rest of the day, Corky offered A-Rod glasses of Mountain Dew and Coke and Tod A-Rod that Mr. Belding was a great cook and was preparing a meal fit for kings. A-Rod was pleasantly surprised until Mr. Belding walked out of the kitchen with a large bag of Taco Bell that he has obviously purchased from the Taco Bell across the street. In any event, A-Rod chowed down on tacos and had a relaxing evening. A-Rod eventually said he was going to go to bed and Corky said that he and Mr. Belding would tuck him in a few minutes later. A-Rod was pleased at this and brushed his teeth and then got into bed. A few minutes later, Corky and Mr. Belding walked into A-Rod’s room and pulled up the blanket to tuck A-Rod in and A-Rod thanked Corky and Mr. Belding, telling them it was one of the best nights of his life. Corky and Mr. Belding then walked over by the door, stopping a few feet from the door, at which point Mr. Belding ripped a 15-second wall-rattling Taco Bell fart which quickly made the room stink like an anus. Corky started laughing and then he and Mr. Belding asked outside of the bedroom, closed the door, and then locked the door from a latch on the outside of the door. A-Rod immediately started pounding on the door from the inside of the bedroom and begged to be let out so he could get some fresh air! Corky fell over laughing because he thought this was so funny. 15 minutes later, Corky finally unlocked the door and A-Rod said that was disgusting and wasn’t funny at all. Corky got mad and punched A-Rod in the nose before pulled down A-Rod’s pants and viciously ass-raping him!
Corky woke up early today and pulled down his diaper and pressed his bare ass up against A-Rod’s head as A-Rod slept. Corky then ripped a wet fart in A-Rod’s face to celebrate the start of his 59th birthday today. Corky also went to the bathroom on A-Rod’s underwear dresser drawer. Gay ‘tards age at an accelerated rate, so 59 in ‘Tard years is around 118 in the age of regular people.
I was eating dinner at a Chuck E Cheese last night with my family in the Miami area last night to celebrate my son’s birthday. While we were there, I was astonished to see Corky walk in with A-Rod and Mr. Belding. Corky and Mr. Belding have put on a significant amount of weight since the last time I saw them on tv.
Mr. Belding sat down and when the waiter brought out a pitcher of Mountain Dew, he grabbed the pitcher and started drinking directly from it. After sucking down an entire pitcher in like 10 seconds, he turned toward A-Rod and then belched in A-Rod’s face! I couldn’t believe it and my son and I started laughing. They then ordered a bunch of pizza- apparently it was Corky’s birthday. At one point, the animatronic robots started singing “Happy Birthday” and Corky got mad at them for interrupting Mr. Belding while Belding was farting in A-Rod’s face. Corky yelled at A-Rod to make them shut up and when A-Rod said he couldn’t do that, Corky slapped him in the face and then got up and cracked a pitcher over A-Rod’s head. Corky then flew into a ‘Tard rage and started beating A-Rod before throwing A-Rod into the play area filled with plastic balls. Corky then viciously raped A-Rod! I shielded my son’s eyes during this, but I have to admit that it was pretty hot and I rubbed one out on the men’s room a few minutes later. All in all, I have to say that Corky and A-Rod are a cute couple and are real class acts.
I am a long haul trucker. I stopped at a rest stop just outside Reno, NV back in the summer of 2014. When I walked into the men’s room, I encountered a weirdo who was dressed up in a bathroom attendant uniform. I initially thought that it was a strange Halloween costume until I realized that Screech was the bathroom attendant! He had an enormous Jew-fro as well as several bald patches where chuncks of his Jew-fro appeared to have been torn out at the root. Screech told me that the first urinal was open and encouraged me to take me to “take one hell of a piss.” It was an odd thing to say, but I really had to urinate. So I started peeing at the urinal and as I relaxed, I accidentally ripped a loud 7-second fart. Screech started clapping like a seal and congratulated me and then got down on his knees behind me and started sniffing my ass with his hook nose. I then ripped another fart, right in Screech’s face! Screech enjoyed this immensely and fell over and started flipping around on the ground like a fish out of water - Screech actually got some air underneath him and flopped up and down 18 inches or so. Screech was jizzing his Zubaz pants while flopping around. Screech looked like a gigantic faggot while doing this. I don’t know how he avoided breaking any bones as he was really hitting the bathroom floor hard as he fell down after each flop! I washed up and left the men’s room after I finished peeing and Screech continued flopping around on the ground as I walked out the door. He was a strange dude who really enjoyed loitering in men’s rooms helping random strangers go to the bathroom.
Corkie's penis is yummy.
I have a very stinky and itchy butthole because I do not wash properly after taking dumps. I would like A-Rod to lick clean my sweaty ass crack. I would like A-Rod's agent to please pencil me in for a rim job this Friday. Can A-Rod meet me in a gas station bathroom or a rest stop? I think it would be really hot for A-Rod to do this in a filthy bathroom where random strangers are peeing and taking dumps mere feet away. A-Rod, I love you!
These stories are so erotic. Corky and A Rod are an adorable couple and it’s so nice to see them at a Bed and Breakfast and Chuckie Cheese. I wonder if the Bed and Breakfast was owned by Rod Belding? I’m not sure I recall Mr. Belding having any other brothers. It was very nice of Corky and Mr. Belding to help him out by running the place. I found it funny that A Rod was thrilled to have some Taco Bell and not get beat up, making it one of the best days of his life. Well, until he was locked in a fart chamber I felt he didn’t appreciate nearly enough. Thankfully Corky taught him a nice lesson by butt raping him!
Bill, you’d think in this day and age A Rod would be able to use some method of modern technology to allow fans to set up times to meet up with him for gay sex or to fart in his face. He could at the least set up a google drive document that would take all of 5 minutes to set up. I’d really like this as Mr. Belding would likely discover this and he and Corky would show up as well. When Corky caught A Rod tounging some dudes filthy anus he’d throw him a vicious beating!
Barf, A-Rod definitely needs an app to schedule rim jobs and anal with his queer fanbase.
I also had a hot dream last night. I was sitting next to A-Rod on a Southwest Airlines flight to Reno, NV. I almost didn’t recognize him in my dream at first because he had grown out a huge poofy ‘fro which reminded me of Screech’s Jew-fro. I was eating a box of candy on the flight when I suddenly felt sick from the air turbulence and fumbled through the seat pocket in front of me looking for a barf bag. When I couldn’t find one, I stood up and barfed in A-Rod’s ‘fro, causing him to utter, “Zoinks!” I apologized, although I secretly thought it was funny. When we got off the plane and went to the baggage claim, Corky and Mr. Belding were waiting for A-Rod. When Corky noticed the barf in A-Rod’s ‘fro, Corky accused A-Rod of cheating on him and then slugged him in the gut before ass-raping him on the luggage carousel while Mr. Belding stood there stuffing his face with a huge slice of Sbarro pizza. I don’t know what happened after that because I woke up and realized I was jizzing myself in ecstasy!
Bill, that dream is incredibly erotic and believable. I could absolutely see A Rod yelling Zoinks after being barfed on, then just sitting there like a goon and not bothering to clean it out of his hair. It is funny that Corky would take barf in A Rod’s hair to mean A Rod was cheating on him, but seeing him ass rape A Rod on the baggage carousel would be hysterical.
I’ve heard Corky is currently super excited as Halloween isn’t too far away. Today A Rod told Corky they should be a donkey, with A Rod in front and Corky in back. He told Corky that way Corky and he could have hot man action while trick or treating. Corky grew annoyed by the idea he’d be the ass end of a donkey and belched in A Rod’s face before clotheslining him and ass raping him. He then told A Rod he and Mr. Belding were going to be ghostbusters, and had already begun turning A Rod’s Bentley into their Ghostbuster car.
Ass Juice, A-Rod is almost 50 years old and he still wants to go trick-or-treating with Corky? Why doesn’t he simply buy some big bags of Halloween candy and stay inside while spending a romantic evening with the love of his life, Corky??? Or does he prefer the idea of being butt-slammed in public while dressed in a two-person donkey costume with Corky?
And I will be the penis.
Larry, A Rod is a notorious pervert. I think he was planning on getting his rocks off thinking he’d be trick or treating while getting anal action from his lover Corky. Thankfully Corky sniffed this out and gave A Rod a good beating. I heard A Rod is currently distraught as he found out Corky and Mr. Belding have painted his Bentley with house paint, covering it with poorly done images of ghosts and in one spot “A Rod is a Faggit” with a cool picture of Corky ass raping A Rod while a ghost farts in A Rod’s face.
Ass Juice, Corky probably vandalized the inside of A-Rod’s Bentley as well. I could see him drawing doodles of himself strangling A-Rod with a diaper while raping him with permanent Sharpie markers on the leather seats. I bet that Corky has done similar things in crayon on the walls and floors of A-Rod’s mansion. Mr. Belding has probably also sprayed diarrhea on the walls as well. It would not surprise me if Mr. Belding took one of the socks from A-Rod’s sock drawer, held it up to his anus and then filled it with doodoo before placing the soiled sock back in A-Rod’s sock drawer for A-Rod to find at a later date.
I delivered pizzas in the Los Angeles area during the late 1990s. I’ll never forget the time when I delivered three deep dish pizzas to Mr. Belding’s trailer on the Saved By The Bell set. I parked my Geo Metro outside of the NBC studio lot and then walked to Mr. Belding’s trailer. When I walked up the steps to the door to his trailer, I heard the unmistakable sound of butt-slamming as well as a powerful fart which rattled the door! I heard multiple utterances of “Zoinks!” during this incident. I knocked on the door and then heard a loud belch and what sounded like someone putting on a robe or jacket. The door opened and I was almost overcome by the stench of anus, b.o., and sweaty balls! I told Mr. Belding that I had his pizzas and he got a big smile on his face and said he was hungry. He then proceeded to pull a $20 tip out of the back of his underwear and handed it to me. That was a pretty big tip at that time, but I think that he must have farted on the $20 or pulled it out of the crack of his ass, as it smelled like shit and almost made be barf! I thanked Mr. Belding and turned around to leave as I saw him shoving huge slices of the deep dish pizza into his mouth. After the door shut, I heard another insanely loud fart followed by an utterance of “Zoinks!” and then the sound of loud buttslamming again. It was strange to say the least…
Hey gang, I recently decided to try being gay and went to a gay bar in Los Angeles. Has anyone here ever been to the “Ass Juice” Gay bar? When I walked in, they were playing Village People and disco songs. But then the DJ played a track of people ripping loud farts! When he played that “song,” a smoke machine started blowing an odor which smelled like stinky farts and then several men fell to the ground and started flopping around like fish out of water while jizzing their pants! I was told that this “dance move” is called “The Screech.” Has anyone else witnessed this at a gay bar near you???
No, it was actually called the "you guys are a bunch of gay retards who seriously need to get a life" dance.. :)
Rickey, this board has been absolutely ground breaking in moving forward the plight of the LGBTQ community! You coming in here a making snide comments is not appreciated and you are most likely now under investigation for hate crimes. I’m sure the Biden/Harris administration has the FBI on the case and you will likely soon be arrested and tossed in a cell.
Harold, I have been to that bar numerous times. The person who posts as “Ass Juice” owns the place. He is a genius at creating different theme nights like that, catering to the extreme deranged queers of LA. I was his guest a few months ago and the theme night was “Diff’rent Strokes” and as we partied on the dance floor a guy rode a bicycle around molesting numerous dancers while porno cartoons played on the TV screens and the Diff’rent Strokes theme song blasted. Many were dressed as characters from the show, and I saw a Willis getting railed by “The Gooch” while a “Mr. Belding” ripped farts in Willis’s face. Now I don’t remember Mr. Belding ever being on Diff’rent Strokes but it was really erotic!!
Crotch, I’m pretty sure that Mr. Belding was shopping in the store in the episode where Sam was infamously kidnapped. There was a magazine aisle and Mr. Belding was flipping through an issue of Penthouse magazine. It was only on the screen for a split second, but it definitely looked like him.
Larry, that must be it. All I can say is I had one hell of a time. The guy on the bike came over and offered me a glass of wine and some pills. Not wanting to be a party pooper I downed them instantly. Next thing I know I’m waking up soaking wet wearing a T-shirt that said “I played Neptune King of the Sea”. What a night!!
Studio 54's got nuthin' on ass juice's righteous wine & pill-fueled shidigs, and gary coleman sucked me raw that night while I unleashed a bellyfull of my corn-kernal infested diarrhea into mr. drummond's mouth.
Last night, Corky was watching old Hulk Hogan wrestling matches from the 1980s when he told A-Rod that he wanted to re-enact an old wrestling match with A-Rod. A-Rod thought that this would be a good way to emotionally bond with Corky and that Corky would finally profess his love of A-Rod. So Corky ordered some wrestling gear off Amazon and when it arrived, Corky took off his clothes and diaper and put on a pair of silky yellow wrestling bottoms like Hulk Hogan used to wear. A-Rod told Corky to remember to hold it in and not go doodoo or peepee while wearing those wrestling trunks as there was so absorbent material to soak up urine and feces like Corky’s diapers normally do. Corky was annoyed and told A-Rod to put on his wrestling gear from the Amazon box. A-Rod looked in the box and noticed that there was no wrestling thong in there for him and asked Corky what was going on. Corky replied that A-Rod was going to dress as the wrestling umpire. A-Rod replied that Corky must be referring to the wrestling referee. A-Rod changed into the referee outfit and then asked Corky if they were now going to wrestle. Corky replied that A-Rod was an idiot and then said that they were going to act out a scene after a referee took bribes to cheat Hulk Hogan out of a win. Corky explained that they are re-enacted a scene in the locker room after the match where Hulk Hogan beats up the referee and then has his way with the referee’s butthole. A-Rod got sad and said that this wasn’t what he wanted and that he really wanted to spend a romantic time with Corky. Corky got mad at A-Rod for being such a homo and then took and enormous dump while quickly fell out of his wrestling trunks and onto the floor. A-Rod said, “dammit Corky, I told you not to do that.” Corky was enraged at A-Rod for yelling at him and then punched A-Rod in the balls before ass-raping him. Corky watched Wrestlemania III while doing this!
Yes, corky is very good at multi-tasking - one time he ate a bowl of fruity pebbles while ass-raping a-rod and high-fiving belding at the same time!
Before he died, Screech wondered whether staying in cheap hotels during his career gave him lung cancer. Angie, the world wants to know whether Screech caught lung cancer from when he would loiter behind the drywall in the walls between rooms of your motel hoping to catch a glimpse of someone taking a dump or being butt-slammed. Angie, do you have a comment for us?
I had a decent relationship with Screech as I didn’t judge him for being a deranged homosexual. All I cared about was him paying me for a nights stay at my lovely budget motel.
A few weeks before he died I got a call from Screech. He wanted to reminisce, which was annoying, but he then started talking about how he felt his life on the road had given him cancer. Specifically the air in the budget hotel rooms. I began laughing at this as I was very familiar with Screech. The air in those rooms, or even behind the drywall in my motel, was likely some of the cleanest to ever hit his lungs. Remember this was a guy who spent most of his life in bathrooms where he would huff farts, and eat feces. His own home was a cesspool of garbage. When it flooded in winter because he hadn’t paid the electric bill, he didn’t even bother attending to it. He rather let it become a mold infested pile of shit, as he couldn’t tear himself away from huffing farts and getting ass pounded. He then spent many nights doing horrible stand up in smoke filled clubs, where he would then hit the bathrooms and tongue some anus and huff farts. By far the cleanest air he ever breathed was in a budget motel room, or lurking in the walls jerking off while watching some 400 pound man take a dump.
When I told Screech these facts he got all uppity and said he was a fighter and would beat the cancer and would see me soon. I told him I hoped that was a case, but knew I’d never hear from him again as he was a total loser with no willpower. That he only lasted a few weeks was no surprise. I wish medical science had really dug into to his case to prove he was the first man to die from inhaling millions of farts, but I guess we will never know.
Angie, you are clearly a top-notch motel operator who runs a right ship at your America’s Best Travel Inn. I think you are correct about Screech’s health issues. At first glance, it seems likely that loitering in the space behind a room’s drywall to spy on someone taking a huge dump or spraying diarrhea would be the cause of Screech’s lung cancer. After all, no normal person would hang out there, so it probably has never been cleaned and is likely filled with 50 years worth of asbestos dust, a known carcinogen, as well as feces from rats, cockroaches, and various other vermin.
However, eating feces and inhaling wet farts from random strangers is also a very unhealthy practice. Doodoo is filled with many dangerous bacteria and only the most demented of queers would even think to gobble it down!
Fellow queers, did anyone here realize that Corky was interviewed back in February after Shane Gillis was a guest host on SNL and make Down Syndrome jokes? According to TMZ, he defended Gillis. https://amp.tmz.com/2024/02/27/life-goes-on-star-chris-burke-defends-shane-gillis-down-syndrome-jokes-saturday-night-live/
I haven’t watched SNL in years, but I will have to try to find this monologue to listen to it. I wonder whether Corky was butt-slamming A-Rod when someone from TMZ contacted him for his comments???
Corky is such a stand up guy to understand it’s just jokes. Unlike Screech or A Rod who would have whined incessantly Corky is a good guy. And yes, I’m sure he was buttslamming A Rod while doing his interview with TMZ. I bet Mr. Belding could be heard in the background downing a bag of Doritos and belching up a storm from the gallons of Mountain Dew he’d drank.
Corky definitely is a standup guy with a good sense of humor who doesn’t take jokes personally. This is part of the reason why he’s known as a “lovable ‘tard.” Contrast this with Screech and A-Rod who were both have surprisingly fragile egos and a need to be admired and fawned over. Screech obviously never got past this…
I was just watching the “Miss Bayside” episode. I would love to see a reenactment of the episode. Since Screech is on longer with us, A-Rod should play a replacement Screech. A-Rod would compete against women and would wear a g-string Speedo - Corky would get up in the stage while A-Rod struts around and would point at A-Rod’s tiny dong and laugh uncontrollably. A-Rod would win because he would control the gay vote, whereas the votes of normal people would go to the various women in the contest. Mr. Belding would sing the “Miss Bayside” song to A-Rod and would reach out to hand the Miss Bayside trophy to A-Rod before pulling the trophy back and then clocking A-Rod in the head with it, causing Corky to fall over laughing while filling his diaper with doodee. Corky would then remove his soiled diaper and start ass-raping A-Rod in front of a furiously masturbating crowd of people! Even the female contestants in the contest would finger themselves as Corky has his way with A-Rod’s butthole! Mr. Belding would start shoving handfuls of Cheetos into his mouth before belching a mouthful of semi-chewed Cheetos and Cheeto dust into A-Rod’s face as Corky goes to town on his butthole!! UGH - I just blew my load thinking about this!
I got married to my husband in 1996 when I was in my late 30s. My husband and I were having sex daily as we were so deeply in love. Anyhow, Screech lived in the apartment above ours. The building was old and was not sound-proof at all. We could often hear what was happening in nearby apartments, including Screech’s. Mr. Belding would often stop by to visit Screech - I know because I ran into him a few times. He was very friendly and gave me an autograph. He was often carrying boxes of pizza with him to Screech’s apartment.
I initially assumed that Mr. Belding was just friends with Screech and that he was visiting in some type of capacity as Screech’s mentor, but boy was I wrong! I would often hear loud rumbling farts coming from Screech’s apartment- at first I thought they were earthquakes, but I learned that if I heard Screech yelp, “Zoinks!” immediately afterward, it was just a powerful fart being released into Screech’s face. My husband and I also heard loud butt-slamming constantly. Although I was very attracted to my husband and totally in love with him, I have to say that hearing Mr. Belding giving Screech roughy butt-slamming really turned me on and made me super wet. I would hop on my husband and ride him or make him eat out my crotch when I would hear Belding and Screech - it gave me the most intense orgasms!
Eventually Screech and Belding had some type of breakup and Screech moves to Wisconsin. Apparently Screech tried to become a heterosexual, although the women he supposedly dated were all obese and bore striking resemblances to Mr. Belding, almost as though they were mirror images of tubby Belding’s!
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Harriet, you can relive some of that hot action if you stay at my fine budget motel this fall. The Reno weather is lovely, and the walls here are paper thin. There is always the sound of buttslamming, belching, farting, and sometimes gunshots. We also have a Denny’s right in our parking lot, along with a dedicated SBTB channel that shows the erotic versions of the entire series 24/7. You and your hubby would be surrounded by deviant behavior and sounds. Let me know if you’re interested and I’ll cut you a good deal! Also, for any other readers of this fine board just book directly through me and mention this board for an additional 5 percent off our standard room rates!
Corky and Mr. Belding were having an epic belching contest yesterday in A-Rod kitchen while gobbling down Whoppers from Burger King, stuffing handfuls of fries into their mouths, and each drinking directly from 2-liter bottles of Mountain Dew. A-Rod left the kitchen and went upstairs to watch a baseball game in peace and quiet.
After their belching contest, Mr. Belding happened to mention that the Toronto Blue Jays play in a dome stadium that is connected to an actual hotel. Mr. Belding also told Corky that 70 of the hotel rooms have windows which face the ball field and that people in those rooms can look down into the stadium and people from the stadium can also look into the rooms which have curtains open. Corky thought this was so cool that he instantly filled his diaper with about a quart of urine and then ran upstairs to find A-Rod.
Corky burst into the room where A-Rod was watching baseball and told him about the Blue Jays stadium with the hotel rooms facing the and said that he wanted to stay there with A-Rod during a game. A-Rod blushed as he was so happy that Corky wanted to spent time with him and thought that would be a romantic getaway with the love of his life, Corky. A-Rod said that it would be fun and that he would enjoy spending a romantic vacation there with Corky where they could make love and experience an intense emotional connection. Corky asked A-Rod what the hell he was talking about and that he needed to stop being such a huge faggot. Corky also said that he did not want to make love to A-Rod but that he wanted to butt-slam A-Rod in the room with the windows wide open so that everyone in the stadium and see and watch them. Corky added that they should point a camera at the room while Corky was butt-slamming A-Rod and display it on the big screen in the stadium. Mr. Belding walked into the room and added that the Blue Jays could play this on the Jumbotron during the Seventh Inning Stretch to entertain everyone in the stadium and make the TV and radio announcers some comic relief.
A-Rod started crying and asked why Corky was so abusive toward him when his only crime was loving Corky. Corky got mad and slapped A-Rod in the face before kicking him in the junk and pulling down his pants to ass-rape him while Mr. Belding was double-fisting 2-liter bottles of Mountain Dew, which he quickly sucked down before expelling a 12-second belch!
Harriet, thank you for the offer, but listening to crack addicts being butt-slammed is not the same thing as listening to Mr. Belding having his way with Screech. Perhaps it was because I watched Saved By The Bell with my nieces and nephews at the time and thought that Screech was so annoying, whereas Mr. Belding was a total middle-aged stud.
I have been perusing this fine board and find myself quite excited by all these erotic stories! Back in 2018 I was on tour and Screech came to one of my shows. He was wearing an absurd t shirt that graphically showed him being buttslammed by Mr. Belding with a caption coming from his mouth that said “Zoinks”. I cannot fathom why he thought this shirt was appropriate for one of my shows, as I attract mainly girls, and most of them are teens or young younger. Anyhow, this weirdo pushed past all the little girls and made his way into the front row. As I was singing I saw his grotesque face and could hear him shrieking like a star struck teenager. I could see the pain in the faces of everyone around him as his shrieks hurt their ears and ruined my music. Then I saw his absurd T-shirt and motioned my security to get him out of there. He yelled “Zoinks” about 20 times as 5 of my security team pummeled him as the crowd cheered. They drug him from the stadium and deposited him in a porta potty. I made sure he was banned from all my shows after that. He was a real loser.
Harriet, I totally understand. I could never offer up the complete package that was Mr. Belding smacking around, then having his way with Screech’s butthole. One time after Screech stayed with us the cleaning women found a locket in his room after he’d left. She brought it to me and I saw a cheap gold locket. When I opened it I saw a picture of Screech being ass plowed by Mr. Belding. Screech was a real weirdo. He called me later that day in a tizzy and said told me he’d lost a cherished memento. When I asked him if it was a locket with a picture of him being buttslammed by Mr. Belding inside he yelled “Zoinks” in my ear which pissed me off, but then admitted it was. I held it until I saw him again 6 months later. Harriet, I really think you’d like to spend a night in one of Screech’s old rooms. I’d even give you and your hubby free access to the crawl space behind the rooms where you can lurk and peer at people buttslamming or taking nasty dumps. Let me know if this tickles your fancy!
Angie, I am a tax accountant at one of the Big 4 accounting firms. I have an idea which would help reduce your federal and state taxes. Specifically, you might want to stop letting people sleeping in Screech’s old room but instead convert it into a museum to honor Screech’s memory. There could be a plaque over the bed with the engraving, “Screech was butt-slammed here 352 times” (or whatever the actual number is). There could be a marker on the floor indicating that Mr. Belding ripped wet farts into Screech’s face at this location. You could also allow people to enter the crawl space where Screech used to loiter while spying on people in adjacent rooms using their toilets or having gay sex for money. By setting up a small museum like this, you can avoid some of the ridiculous hotel taxes which are imposed on patrons of 1-star motels in Nevada cities, such as the great city of Reno.
Angie, I forgot to mention that you could include a UV light in the crawl space between rooms to make it easier to see the cum stains made by Screech while pleasuring himself to the sound and smell of random obese trucker drivers in adjacent rooms taking smelly dumps and clogging their toilets, an regular occurrence when Screech would stay at your motel, or so I’ve heard.
I am a Taylor Swift fan and was at that concert in 2018. I confirm that Screech was there wearing that shirt of him being buttslammed by Mr. Belding. The fans in the front row stepped aside when he walked up to the front because of his awful b.o. He actually smelled like stale farts! There were chunks of his Jew-fro missing on his head and there were many hunks of feces stuck to what was left of his 'fro.
Back in 2016 I was 13 and was diagnosed with brain cancer. My doctors gave me a low prognosis of surviving. My parents contacted the “Make a Wish” charity and I was granted a wish. I had been watching a lot of SBTB the New Class while I was in the hospital and had grown to hate Screech. I would always laugh when Mr. Belding would rip ass in his face, or rip out a chunk of his Jew fro. Unfortunately I was too young to see the more hardcore versions of the episodes at the time. So I told the Make a Wish people I wanted to rip ass in Screech’s face. At first they said that wasn’t really what they did but as I got sicker my parents really leaned on them saying it would really cheer me up. So they contacted Screech and the next day he was there in the hospital. I was mad his Jew fro wasn’t as big as it had been on the show, and he’d also grown some horrible goatee, but he did have Zubaz pants on and acted like an idiot. He was under the impression I was a big fan and strutted in and started asking questions like was he the first “movie star” I’d ever met. When I told him I thought he was a giant loser and my wish was to rip ass in his face he backed off for a moment and said he wasn’t told that and was offended I wasn’t a huge fan of his acting work and musical career. My heart was crushed for a moment. Thankfully my father was there and grabbed Screech by the neck and shoved his face right by my ass. I quickly got to work and rolled on my side and ripped a nasty fart right in his face. My father then let him go and the weirdo collapsed to the floor and began flopping around jizzing himself. My father watched this with disgust, then drop kicked him in the ribs. He kept doing this until Screech had been booted into the hall. I watched this with joy. Then one of my doctors leaned down, I thought to check on Screech, but instead pressed his ass to Screech’s face and ripped a nice 4 second fart. I clapped and cheered this, and other doctors, nurses, and patients, lined up to fart in Screech’s face. This really cheered me up and soon after my doctors told me miraculously I was cancer free! I was sad to hear about Screech’s passing as I’d hoped to get to fart in his face again someday.
Tommy, that’s a real feel-good story! I’m glad that you are cancer-free. The joy you experienced while ripping ass in Screech’s face and then watching your doctor and other random hospital employees do the same obviously caused your immune system to beat cancer. There’s something about humiliating Screech which just makes people feel good inside.
Hey everyone, I received a PhD in molecular biology from Harvard Medical School in 2015. My dissertation was on health improvements in terminally ill patients who experience extreme joy - I performed a study and discovered that a positive physical immune system response could be achieved by putting patients in situations were they were overcome with positive emotions. For most people, this can be achieved by meeting their personal heroes. Other people experience this by having sexual relations with beautiful women.
However, there was one very surprising finding - humiliating a personal enemy or someone for whom the patient has an extreme dislike can often generate the most beneficial response. I believe that is what happened to Tommy. Everyone who ever watched Saved By The Bell hated the Screech character and couldn't understand why any of the cool kids or even the regular kids wanted to hang out with him. Given the chance to rip ass in his face, take a dump in his Jew-fro, or even witness your dad ass-raping him as he utters "Zoinks!" could be enough to heal a sick child's body of some of the most serious forms of cancer or even kidney disease.
I just saw a new Netflix show about Screech which came out today. The name of the show is “The Screech Chronicles” and it looks like it is some type ripoff of the “Quantum Leap” show in which different people morph into Screech in each episode. Corky Thatcher is actually listed as the creator and producer, which is kind of shocking!
Apparently in the first episode, Screech leaps into A-Rod’s body during the start of a 2013 Yankees game. A-Rod looks like Screech in the episode, but if he looks in the mirror, A-Rod’s reflection is shown to make it clear that everyone else thinks he’s the real A-Rod. During the episode, Screech is shown going up to bat against Justin Verlander, who is throwing 100mph fastballs. A brown stain is immediately shown in the seat of Screech’s uniform pants, making it clear that Screech was so scared of being hit by the baseball that he crapped his pants. Screech yelled “Zoinks” after each pitch and after five pitches, Verlander drilled him in the ribs for being so annoying. During the game, Screech went 0-for-4, got picked off, and made three errors as the Yankees lost the game. In the locker room after the game, Yankees manager Joe Girardi yelled at Screech for playing like a faggot and then said he was going to treat him like one as he ass-raped Screech in front of Derek Jeter and several reporters, each of whom started masturbating furiously!
In the second episode, Screech leaped into Steve Bartman right before the infamous 2003 Cubs-Marlins playoff game at Wrigley Field. Screech reached for a foul ball near left field, touching the ball (which he fumbled) and preventing the Cubs outfielder from catching the ball, setting off a massive Cubs choke and playoff loss. Screech yelled, “Zoinks!” after missing the ball and then security guards quickly escorted him from his seat after angry drunk Cubs fans showered him with beer, pelted him with peanuts, and threatened to kill him. Screech thought he was safe when brought into a security room only shriek “Zoinks!” in terror when two male security guards pulled down their pants and started raping Screech!
In the third episode, Screech leaped into a chair at Taco Bell. It was weird because the chair wasn’t a living person or thing. However, it looked like random strangers were sitting on Screech’s face, although they thought they were sitting on a normal Taco Bell chair. The chair obviously couldn’t talk, but Screech’s inner monologue was played as he wondered what was going on. I really liked how different fat guys would sit on Screech’s face while chowing down on tacos and burritos while ripping fart after fart into their “chair”/Screech’s face begging for fresh air!
It is an odd, yet strangely entertaining show so far. I saw that he leaps into Olympic swimmer Greg Louganis in the next episode right before Louganis’ gay lover slaps him around and beats him up prior to infecting him with AIDS. I’m looking forward to watch the rest of the series! Screech isn’t the star, but they managed to cast another actor who looks very similar to him.
Stinky, I think that the real Screech filmed that new show before he died. I remember reading that he was seen filming a show in a Taco Bell where random strangers sat on his face like it was a chair and dropped ass.
My gay friends and I were talking about this fine blog the other day. We discovered this blog while searching for hot spank material relating to Screech. However, since Screech’s untimely death, we have been left with a certain void which A-Rod may be able to fill. My buddies and I were jerking each other off while watching the episode of the New Class where Screech gave Mr. Belding that hot back massage when they were working at a country club and Mr. Belding was loafing around by the pool when he was supposed to be working. Anyhow, my queer compatriots think that A-Rod should re-enact this scene with A-Rod giving Corky an erotic rubdown/massage near a pool. Of course, one thing would lead to another until Corky is butt-slamming A-Rod on the ground near the pool. Mr. Belding should make a cameo appearance as a waiter who pulls down his sweatpants and presses his hairy ass up against A-Rod’s face and then rips a 12-second wet fart as Corky pounds away at A-Rod’s butthole! This hot gay porno will be a huge hit, so hopefully Corky can make this happen for all of the queer fans of Screech and A-Rod.
I’ve been a lurker of this fine board for many years. I’ve done so in the hopes it would help me find my son Derek. When Screech and his friends came to Hawaii they humiliated my son. Zack began banging his girlfriend, and then they illegally filmed me burning up a fake deed that claimed the Pakuku tribe owned the land my hotel was built on. After that my son wasn’t the same. He retreated to his suite in the hotel and refused to come out. My staff told me they could hear loud farts, and the hallway outside the room stank like an anus. There were also non stop room service orders delivering pizza and other junk food round the clock. It turned out that Screech and Mr. Belding hadn’t returned home and instead moved in with my son and introduced him to their deviant lifestyle. They stayed the entire summer until it was time to return for school to start. I went by the room a few times and knocked on the door but Derek never answered. One time Mr. Belding answered in a robe that was half open, letting his massive dong peek out. When he asked if I was his room service order I told him I was not and wanted to see my son. He didn’t say anything and just closed the door in my face! Another time I went by and heard insanely loud farts, someone yelling “Zoinks”, and the sounds of buttslamming. By then we had to stop renting the rooms on half that floor because guests complained about the noise and the stench coming from the room. When the summer ended Screech and Mr. Belding left and so did my son. He left a note saying he was in love with Mr. Belding and was moving to Bayside to live life as a deranged homosexual. I never heard from him after that. I got Mr. Beldings phone number and called him once, but he just belched into the phone and hung up. I hired detectives but they never found anything of value. One traced him to skid row in LA where there were reports of him huffing farts, while having a case of AIDS and gonorrhea! But this was never fully validated. I miss my greedy son who was following in my footsteps and blame Screech, Zack, and Mr. Belding for destroying my expansion plans, and my sons life! If anyone has any info on Derek please let me know.
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