Corky recently discovered this alternative "fart" version of Chuck Berry's rock 'n roll classic hit, "Johnny B. Goode." This version includes snippets of Chuck Berry's infamous insanely loud fart from his notorious "toilet tapes."
Corky thinks that Mr. Belding and an R&B group should record a duet version of that long, with the R&B group singing the lyrics and playing the guitar and with Mr. Belding ripping the loud farts!
I recently discovered this hot photo of Screech and Belding. It is very evident that they were deeply in love when this photo was taken - the chemistry between those two lovebirds is palpable!
A now-defunct website entitled "Poop Report" had many dookie stories which were allegedly truthful. Perhaps the most infamous story on that website was of relatively famous comedian and former host of "Family Feud," Louie Anderson. Although the website is unfortunately gone, I was able to locate a link to an archived version of the Louie Anderson story. The story is reproduced below for your entertainment!
I work in a small hotel in a medium size town in southern Minnesota. As a front desk employee, I am forced to deal with poop on a somewhat regular basis. The public bathroom gets clogged sometimes, and occasionally I have to deliver a plunger to an embarrassed guest -- thank God most people choose to plunge their own poo.
A few months ago I was working a shift with my manager, who is also my mother. She mentioned that Louie Anderson (you know, that guy from Family Feud and Coming to America) was going to be staying with us. Apparently he's originally from Minnesota, and was doing his act at our local VFW. I thought this was slightly unusual, since the town I live in is fairly unexciting. I asked my mother if I could be scheduled the morning he was due to check out. I'm not a big fan, but I wanted to see a real celebrity, just for the hell of it.
That morning I came into work and asked the night shift person if she'd seen Louie. She said she kept seeing him come and go through the back door via our surveillance camera. Apparently he returned each time with a McDonald's bag. I didn't believe her and figured she was making a joke about Louie's immense size, but she swore up and down that it was the truth. Determined to see for myself, I called my mother to get permission to watch the tapes. I explained why, and she told us to wait -- she wanted to see, too. My mom has a great sense of humor.
The three of us watched the tape from the night before and sure enough, we spotted Louie not once, not twice, not three times, but FOUR TIMES -- returning with not just one but SEVERAL Mickey D's bags each time. We got a big kick out of this, but then basically blew it off.
Eleven o'clock rolled around. Check out time. Louie chose not to formally check out, but instead just walked out the front door without saying much. I was slightly disappointed, but it was only Louie Anderson -- not someone REALLY famous. The night shift person and my mother had both left the building, so it was just me and the housekeepers. I paged the head of housekeeping and told them that Room 109 (Louie's room) was out, and they could clean it.
Soon after, two of the high school-aged housekeepers came to the front desk with looks of total disgust on their faces. I asked the girls what was wrong.
Their only reply: "You gotta see this."
I followed them down the hall to Room 109, wondering what Louie could have possibly done. He was only in there one night. The two young girls, though, had no clue who had been staying there. One of them said, "Whoever stayed in that room is a sick fuck."
I was puzzled, wondering what could be so horrible. And when the door opened, I was almost blown over backwards by the incredible stench.
I covered my nose and bravely entered the suite. I surveyed the room and saw what was probably the nastiest, dirtiest hotel room I had ever personally witnessed. (Ours is a small hotel, and we are used to mostly clean business people and Midwest families on the weekends). The room was littered with McDonald's bags EVERYWHERE -- on the floor, in the bathroom, on the couch, on the bed, on the sink and next to the toilet. Filet-o-Fish boxes covered the floor and the garbage cans; the housekeepers and I counted twenty-seven of them. The rose-colored couch had a large brown stain on it. The bed sheets had light streaks of brown. The toilet was FULL of liquid shit, as was the seat, the rim and the back of the toilet. Most of the towels were shit-soaked. The bathtub had various points of splatter.
I was so disgusted -- yet so amused -- that I had to leave the room and start laughing. The housekeepers thought I was insane. I told them who had actually stayed in the room, and they giggled a little bit.
I helped the two housekeepers clean the room. We had to put on full gear, and we practically threw away everything in the room. There was a pair of white poop-stained Hanes underwear in the bathroom garbage can. I suppose something like that would sell on Ebay to a die-hard Louie fan...but I wasn't about to save that stinky undergarment.
I know it sounds incredibly made up, but honest to God, I could NOT make this up.
-- MotelShit
I discovered a short clip from an episode of Life Goes On entitled "Loaded Question." This is the episode in which Corky's dad gave him a handgun to use to protect his house from robbers.
A black guy who worked with Corky's hot older sister was snooping around the back of the house one night and Corky opened fire and tried to shoot him! The black guy claimed that he was just trying to return some tools he had borrowed from Corky's sister. However, it was very evident that the black guy was trying to find an unlocked door to Corky's house so that he could rob it! The only thing that saved the black guy was Corky's complete lack of coordination.
Another funny thing about this episode is the way in which Corky was carelessly waving that handgun around at 1:15 into this video clip while talking to his baby nephew.
Corky made a guest appearance on Cheaters years ago. Corky just happened to be on a public trolley in Dallas, Texas when the Cheaters crew boarded the trolley to confront a woman who was cheating on her husband. Corky recognized the Cheaters host, Joey Greco, and started jumping up and down with delight and tagged along with the Cheaters crew during the confrontation.
Corky hugged Joey Greco because he was so happy during the confrontation and had to sit down on the ground because he was out of breath after running and experiencing such excitement. At one point, Corky yelled that the cheating woman was a bad person and a cheater. At 4:08 in the video below, Corky yelled, "You got busted on Cheetos!" This clip was one of the highlights of the entire 577-episode series.
This is a clip from an interview of Elizabeth Berkley on Late Night With Conan O'Brien from March 10, 1998. Conan questioned why the hell Screech was still on Saved By The Bell years after his original cast-mates had left the show and moved on to other things.
A-Rod was recently given the opportunity to test out a new double-decker airplane seat prototype. He brought Corky and Corky's best friend, Mr. Belding, with him. Mr. Belding and Corky sat on the upper level and A-Rod sat in between them on the lower level. Mr. Belding chowed down on a deep dish pepperoni pizza, which he washed down with a 2-liter of Mountain Dew. While testing the prototype, Mr. Belding ripped a nasty fart right in A-Rod's face, as depicted in the GIF image below!
There are posts on another message board forum where Jeremy Miller is discussed. Miller acted as Ben Seaver on the mid-late 1980s sitcom, "Growing Pains."
These message board comments were apparently posted in 2007. According to the posts, Jeremy Miller was either working at a McDonald's or an IHop. Granted, these posts are from 2007, so it is possible that Miller has moved on to greener pastures and might be a chef at an Olive Garden or Chili's now.
"Family Guy" apparently aired an episode years ago which included this clip about a reality entitled, "Who Wants to Marry Corky from 'Life Goes On'?" I think that this is a great idea and would be a huge hit!
I recently discovered this photo posted in another forum. This is allegedly a photo of Corky and his son which was taken in 2012 or 2013. Corky's son is probably 10 or 11 now. I bet he's a great father!
Mr. Belding recently showed Corky this video of a booby-trapped bicycle which deters theft. This bicycle was apparently rigged so that if someone sits on the seat, a pole extends up through the seat into the thief's anus! Corky loved this video and said that A-Rod would probably buy a bicycle like this because he likes having poles in his butt. Mr. Belding replied, "Good one, buddy!" and then ripped a 14-second window-rattling fart to show his support for Corky while A-Rod sat down in the corner of the room and wept at his unreciprocated love for Corky!
Corky recently discovered that one of his heroes, Hulk Hogan, once claimed that fellow wrestler, Andre The Giant would take dumps in hotel bathtubs. As set forth in the tweet below, the Hulkster once claimed that Andre took such a massive dump that he filled the tub up to the taps with dookie! Corky now has a new hero, Andre The Giant!
Sam Bankman-Fried is the founder and former CEO of FTX, a cryptocurrency exchange. He reportedly had a net worth of $26 billion at one point during spring 2022. During the 2022 stock and cryptocurrency bear market, his new worth dropped to a reported $16 billion as of Monday, November 7, 2022. However, FTX imploded and declared bankruptcy a few days later amid allegations of fraud, dropping Sam Bankman-Fried's net worth by $16 billion in just a few days.
He is undoubtedly the "Screech Powers" of the investment world and even has a huge poofy Jew-fro just like Screech did on Saved By The Bell: The New Class!
Here is a gif image of Sam Bankman-Fried meeting Mr. Belding:
I recently acquired a copy of Dustin Diamond's "Behind the Bell" autobiography, a book which was published in 2009. In the book, Diamond complained that the writers of Saved By The Bell: The New Class wrote storylines about Screech and Mr. Belding being gay! Here are some select passages from the book:
I was still playing Screech in SBTB: The College Years when SBTB: The New Class began production, so there was a brief gap in time when I was still part of the original SBTB and hadn’t yet transitioned all the way with [Dennis Haskins] into the new format. When I started with The New Class, that’s when all the weird scripts started getting handed down to Den and me—scripts with all sorts of blatant homosexual innuendo between Mr. Belding and Screech. It was clear that the writers were either getting bored or had a bone to pick and were taking it out on us. Den was the first to vocalize his objections to whoever would listen. Stage directions started to be inserted into scripts that said things like, “Screech and Mr. Belding embrace and stare into each other’s eyes.” Weird shit like that. Look, I don’t care anything about people’s sexual preference. As far as I’m concerned, people can hit any hole they choose. But in the context of the long- standing relationships and backstories that had been established over years of creating the characters in SBTB, the shit they were handing us was totally inappropriate, and they knew it. Maybe it all was to get back at Den, who seemed to always be up in the writers’ room lecturing them on how he wanted Mr. Belding to be written. Maybe Den had told each of the writers that he was from their individual hometowns, and they’d finally compared notes with each other, deciding he was full of shit. Den was telling them how to do their jobs, and they were like, “Okay buddy, we’re the writers; you’re the actor. We’ll write the lines, you memorize them, and everybody will be happy.” I think Den just got on their nerves after a while, and they started taking it out on us in the scenes we had together. They’d write action like, “Screech gets scared and wraps his arms around Belding for safety.” It was a comedy show with a number of slapstick, cartoonish set pieces, so that wasn’t so bad. But then when scenes weren’t coming off as the writers envisioned, they started getting more graphic.
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Later, Ron Solomon and Brett Dewey’s partnership ended after Ron went on to other projects. Brett stayed with SBTB, sitting up in the seats of the darkened studio during rehearsals, uncorking that high-pitched, Revenge of the Nerds laugh of his whenever we performed one of the overtly gay gags he’d written into the script. You always knew which writers had written which jokes by who laughed the loudest. Den started mumbling, “It’s fucking Brett. He’s the one who thinks this shit’s so funny.”
Here are some videos of Corky singing with his band-mates, the creepy-looking DeMasi twins:
