This is a clip of an apparently infamous farting competition entitled "Battle At Thunderblow: The Great Crepitation Contest of 1946." This was released on record in 1947 and was one of the first big hits on the fart scene.
This clip was remade in the 1970s by Gene Tracy, a former truck driver who performed stand-up at truck stops across the United States in the 1970s.
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This is fantastic stuff! Just further proof that the deviant truck stop scene has been going on for generations! You just know some poofy headed fruitcake was there huffing those farts, then rolling around like a spaz jizzing his pants. If Screech had been smart he would have solely performed his comic act at truck stops where he could then service the penis and ass needs of his audience. He could have just copied this guys act and a few people may have found him funny. And if they didn’t they would at least get to buttslam him!
Whomever recorded that competition for the 1940s record put the fart fetish community on the map! He’s the “Babe Ruth” of deranged fart goblins!
Does anyone want to go on a nude tandem bike ride with me this Saturday? We can ride through Central Park then return to my penthouse apartment. We can have my housekeeper Pearl serve us a nice meal of hot dogs with sauerkraut, with a nice glass of prune juice. We can then fart in each other’s faces. Let me know if anyone is interested.
Phillip, I would love to take you up on that offer! Will the best friend, Dudley, of your black child be joining? I have a buddy who owns a bicycle shop near Central Park and he told me that Dudley is a cool guy who enjoys playing "Neptune: King of the Sea" with older men after popping pills and drinking wine.
I hate Dudley, as does my son Arnold. I wanted Mr. Horton’s bicycle shop so I could tear it down to build some condos. He refused to sell it, so I played a few tricks on him and had him arrested. Who would have known Dudley would fall in love with him and refuse to help me complete my plan. If you’re friends with Mr. Horton I have no interest in going on a nude tandem bike ride with you! He and Dudley ruined what would have been my greatest project! I’ll call up Dudley’s Dad. I had paid him off during that scam with a few cartons of Newport cigarettes. We’ve been good friends ever since.
Mr. Drummond, I will be in town with my lover Buddy Lembeck this weekend and I would love to take a nude bicycle ride with you. Buddy also wants to come and said he will use a citi bike. You might remember Buddy after he broke up with Charles (from Charles in Charge) he dated your old Korean War Buddy Mr. Powell. Well, he’s now dating me! We heard you are currently dating some guy named Lol? Is it true you he can’t get enough of you teabaggin him with your wrinkly, old, 98 year old balls? Maybe after our bike ride we can spitroast him, while Buddy drops a deuce on his chest? My brother Ben Seaver may come as well as well. He’s still packing the fudge of his long time lover Stinky Sullivan! See you Saturday!
Philip, I’ll be there on my fart powered, Eddie Toys, bike of the future. I will be there with my lover Freddy. You may recall him as the nerdy kid that was friends with my son Ricky. He’s a real poofter! Freddy is far to uncoordinated to ride a bike, so he will have to meet up with us after our bike ride. Will we be stopping along the way for a picnic? If so I request a meal focused heavily on gs producing foods like Pizza Hut deep dish pizza, and Taco Bell. I must be able to power my bike. It sounds like you will be hosting a dumpster party in your penthouse post ride? I’d like Freddy to be there so he can tongue my anus. Thanks for the invite!
My grandfather is a bit of a perv. He tried to touch my coochie, but I got even with him. I tricked him into walked into an old 1940s-style standing refrigerator which was in our backyard. Once inside, I locked the door and the old man suffocated and died! I want to do it to Mr. Drummond, who is also a notorious perv who adopted two black boys from the ghetto, Arnold and Willis. Willis grew up to be a crackhead and Arnold died a decade ago. Mr. Drummond will pay
Punky, you’re a whore. Henry was a nice old man, and everyone now knows you murdered him in that old refrigerator. After that you tried to scam Screech out of his spaghetti sauce fortune by using your huge tits. Unfortunately for you Screech was a raging homosexual that only had eyes for Mr. Belding and AC Slater. My son Arnold did pass away, but not from anything I did. He fell down the stairs. Willis is a good boy who may have had a few minor drug issues, but is a great son. I’m here trying to schedule an erotic bike ride and you’re admitting you murdered someone and talking trash! Go back to sucking off old men for nickels! If I pass you living in your cardboard box while I cruise around in my chauffeur driven Rolls Royce I’ll help heat your home up by getting out and ripping a few farts on you. Now beat it ho, I’m working on getting some ass!
My hand is getting tired from reading hot comments while playing with myself. Keep the comments cumming!!!!!!!!!
Today I was lurking in Central Park hanging out on a park bench while waiting for a homeless dude I pay a street cart hot dog to eat my first shit of the day. This guy is a pro at cleaning my anus post shit. So I’m waiting there when an erotic scene transforms. A caravan of tandem bikes and other bikes passed right in front of me, all carrying nude men ages 50 to nearly 100. I saw Mr. Drummond, Mike Seaver, Buddy Lembeck, Ben Seaver, Stinky Sullivan, Edward Stratton, Freddy Lippincottleman, Mr. Horton, Dudley, Dudley’s Dad, Former NYC Mayor DeBlasio, Jamie and Reggie from Small Wonder, and that Problem Child guy. It was an amazing parade and as they road dozens of queer men watched this parade and jerked odd wildly. I joined in until The Problem Child road by on an old BMX bike. His BO was so rancid it hit me like a freight train and knocked me off the park bench. I saw another guy vomiting after he passed him. Soon after they passed my homeless guy showed up and I took a masterful dump in his mouth. I then hung out with some friends who had followed this erotic parade and told me they wound up at Mr. Drummonds Park Avenue building but were unable to get inside. They said even from 40 floors up they could hear ridiculously loud farts and the sound of buttslamming. That must have been one of the best homosexual orgies to ever take place! I have to say I’m surprised Mr. Horton and Dudley were involved as I thought Mr. Drummond hated them. What’s up with that?
I’m so glad that I found this fabulous website. I was looking for homoerotic fantasies involving Alex Rodriguez and discovered this place . The fantasies involving Corky are so hot. The mere thought of A-Rod being sexually violated by his gay lover, Corky, makes me want to blow my load!!!!! Watching A-Rod try to brag about his MVP trophies and then Corky getting mad and slapping A-Rod around before giving him roughy anal is so hot…..UUGGHH….I just blew my load!!!!!
Fellow homosexuals, I just discovered that there is actually a book entitled “Ass Goblins of Auschwitz.” The author is some type of mentally deranged queer.
https://www.goodreads.com/en/book/show/6965582-ass-goblins-of-auschwitz
Pops, was there some type of nudist convention in Central Park today? Why were there so many middle-aged and old men riding naked of tandem bicycles? Were any of them physically fit or were they all fat? Also, why were they riding nude in the middle of winter? They must have been freezing!
I want to know why that Problem Child guy doesn’t bathe? This has been well known since a fan at a Samples concert reported he could smell his balls and ass from 20 feet away! Why doesn’t he just grab a daily shower? Is he homeless or something?
Diaper Sniffer, I’m a long haul trucker who needs to find a home or apartment with a room for rent. You seem like the kind of guy I’d get along with. Do you need a roommate? I won’t be around much, but when I am we can have an awesome time talking about Corky, Mr. Belding, and A Rod. Especially Corky, who is just a total stud muffin. I really need a roommate who also enjoys talking about Corky ripping farts, and pounding A Rod’s anus 24/7!
Corky Lover, I might be able to sublease a room to you. You aren’t a weirdo or gay or anything like that, are you? I’m a normal heterosexual man, although I do enjoy rubbing one out while thinking of Corky using A-Rod’s anus for his own sexual pleasure.
Diaper Sniffer, sounds hot buddy! I am a manly trucker who does partake in the queer truck stop scene, and would also like to take a dump in A Rod’s mouth. We long haul truckers all live this lifestyle as their ain’t many women out here on the road, except for some skanky lot lizards. We instead use prison rules to satisfy our penis and ass needs. Screech was a master at helping truckers get full release, and he will be missed. But I certainly won’t pester you. We can just sit around talking about Corky’s rhinoceros penis, and how he anally intrudes A Rod with it! Let me know if this suits your requirements for a roommate!
A-Rod was in his home office taking a nap yesterday afternoon - he was leaning back in his chair and his mouth was open as he snored. Corky was at home self-quarantining because he has the Omnicron variant of Covid-19. Corky walked into A-Rod’s office while looking for a tissue because he was about to sneeze and he has already used up a box of tissues in the room where he was self-quarantining. When Corky saw A-Rod sleeping, he ran up to A-Rod and then suddenly unleashed a powerful sneeze into A-Rod’s mouth! A-Rod suddenly woke up and uttered “Zoinks!” A-Rod then complained that he was covered in Corky’s snot. He also yelled at Corky and said that he was supposed to stay in his room where he was self-quarantining to protect A-Rod. When Corky heard this, he told A-Rod to stop being such a faggot and then proceeded to ass-rape A-Rod to teach him a lesson!
A Rod is lazy. Why is he taking a nap in a chair in the middle of the day. Corky was correct in sneezing in his face to wake him up. Maybe A Rod needs to drink a few two liters of Mountain Dew to get a caffeine boost! It would have been funny and erotic if Corky and Mr. B had used A Rod’s open mouth as a toilet! Also, I don’t know why poor Corky would have to quarantine. He obviously will give it to Mr. B and A Rod if they already haven’t had it. Omicron can be so mild I bet A Rod had it and didn’t know it, then gave it to poor Corky. Corky and Mr. B barely even leave the house!
Corky should have used A Rod’s open mouth as a toilet.
i love these posts am glad to have found a community of like minded people. alex rodriguez needs to understand that he is Corky’s slave for sex and for everything this which gives Corky pleasure. If that means that A-Rod’s mouth and head is Corky’s makeshift tissue, A-Rod’s sock drawer is Corky’s toilet, or A-Rod’s butthole is Corky’s sex toy, then so be it.
Philip, I couldn’t agree more. A Rod needs to learn his place in that house, and that’s as Corky’s slave. He should be grateful when Corky farts in his mouth, or his best friend in the universe belches in his face! Every day is an adventure for A Rod. He never knows where he will find a turd, if someone will fart or belch in his face, and when Corky will decide he’s horny and wants to plunder A Rod’s butthole! Many deranged queers would love to be in a similar situation!
There is trouble brewing in A Rod’s house. Corky found out from Mr. B that A Rod has been hired to host a number of Sunday night MLB games with Michael Kay. They will be on ESPN 2 doing a complimentary broadcast in an exact copy of Peyton and Eli Manning’s Monday Night Football broadcast. When Corky heard this he went ballistic. He accused A Rod of cheating on him with Michael Kay. A Rod of course denied this, saying ESPN was copying the Manning brothers, and they weren’t lovers. He asked Corky what he could do to prove his love for him. Corky called A Rod a faggot, but said he and his best pal in the world should get to join them to spice up the boring broadcast with some belching and farting contests. He also demanded that he and Mr B get paid at least double what A Rod did, and if that happened Corky and Mr. B might even where super tight leather pants and occasionally let their massive dongs peek out. Mr. B cheered on this idea with a 21 second belch. A Rod sensing trouble told Corky he would check into it, but doubted ESPN wanted people who had never been associated with baseball doing a broadcast, and doubted even further they wanted belching and farting competitions in the booth. Corky smacked A Rod in the face at this and told him he had no idea what people wanted. He said A Rod was a dirty cheater that no one liked while the entire world loves he and Mr. B. He then ripped off A Rod’s Yankees pants and jackhammered his anus while also bashing A Rod’s head into the couch Mr. B was sitting on. Mr. B took this opportunity to rip a 9 second wet fart an inch from A Rod’s nose. At this A Rod moaned in delight angering Corky further. He then jizzed all over A Rod then got up and went to the kitchen with Mr. Belding so they could eat some cereal and discuss ideas for the baseball broadcast. If for one really hope A Rod pitches this idea to ESPN and someone there has common sense enough to see Corky and Mr. B would be a gold mine!
Inside Man, why doesn’t A-Rod listen to Corky? Corky knows what the people want. Most Americans get bored watching baseball on tv because there is too much dead time. Corky and Mr. Belding could really improve the broadcast entertainment level by having impromptu benching and farting contests. I know I would tune in just to listen to Corky and Mr. B ripping loud farts in A-Rod’s face while A-Rod gasps for fresh air and utters “Zoinks!!”
Last evening A-Rod took Corky and Mr. Belding to a batting cage where A-Rod hit balls thrown by a pitching machine. While swinging at balls, Corky sat on a bench watching while Mr. Belding ate a plate of jumbo hot dogs and giant pretzels. After swinging at balls for 45 minutes, A-Rod walked out of the batting cage and told Corky that he was on fire and had hit 98 out of 100 balls. Corky replied that nobody cared, baseball was boring, and A-Rod was gay. A-Rod thought that Corky was just razzing him and said “Corky, I could still be a pro baseball player. My muscle memory is still there and I can hit anything!” Corky said “muscle memory?” Corky then asked A-Rod if he had “anus memory.” A-Rod asked Corky what was “anus memory” and what the hell was Corky talking about? Corky then said, “does your anus remember all of the peepees which have been in it??” A-Rod then said that it was the dumbest thing Corky had ever said and that Corky gets dumber every day. A-Rod also asked Corky to pull down his pants and diaper so A-Rod could fondle his massive dong. Corky got really angry at A-Rod’s rude question and decided to teach A-Rod a lesson. Corky then ass-raped A-Rod - after blowing his load into A-Rod’s ass, he pulled out and turned around and sprayed diarrhea into A-Rod’s mouth!!
Gary, Corky is a genius! Is there any question that A-Rod has anus memory of all of the cocks when have been in it over the years??? Also, he really does mistreat Corky and deserved that beating. All A-Rod cared about was groping Corky’s massive wang. Corky didn’t appreciate that especially after A-Rod had been rude to him
Gary, that is one erotic story. A Rod is a deviant and somehow thinks he has the right to fondle Corky whenever he pleases. No one cares he can hit a few balls at the batting cages. I love how Corky is always full of surprises and treated A Rod to one with that amazing diarrhea blast! I had a friend who was there when this happened and he told me A Rod had been hitting in the low speed kids cages where the pitches top out at 40mph! He was also using a pink bat that had “A Rod Loves Corky” written on it. What a giant faggot!
Last night Corky and his best buddy, Mr. Belding, were watching cartoons in A-Rod’s family room. Mr. Belding was eating several large bags of sour cream potato chips while also drinking large bottles of Hershey’s chocolate syrup. As his body struggled to digest so much junk food, his body started producing a substantial amount of gas. Mr. Belding then suddenly leaned to the side and ripped a powerful wet and smelly 15-second fart. Corky told A-Rod that he needed to lick Mr. Belding’s anus clean because Mr. Belding was obviously uncomfortable from making such a large fart. A-Rod relied that it was disgusting as Mr. Belding hadn’t showered in weeks. A-Rod also pointed out that he wasn’t gay. Corky then reminded A-Rod that he was Corky’s slave and he’d better do what he asked. So A-Rod crawled over to Mr. Belding and begged him not to fart again. Mr. Belding said that he wouldn’t. However, then A-Rod was about to start locking Mr. Belding’s anus, Mr. Belding suddenly ripped a 12-second wet fart in A-Rod’s face, causing A-Rod to utter “Zoinks!” A-Rod also complained that the fart was ridiculously smelly and that he just couldn’t lick clean Mr. B. Mr. Belding informed A-Rod that it was an accident and that he couldn’t help it and also apologized. A-Rod then said he was done and wouldn’t do it. Corky then got really angry and said that Mr. Belding had apologized and what more did A-Rod want from him? He also said that A-Rod didn’t need to embarrass Mr. Belding like that. Corky then proceeded to shove A-Rod’s face into Mr. Belding’s sweaty ass cheeks while he ass-raped A-Rod to teach him a lesson! During this attack, Mr. Belding ate a plate of tacos and “accidentally” ripped several additional 10-second farts!!
Anus Goblin, I bet Corky wasn’t fooled by A Rod’s lame attempt to pretend he didn’t want to tongue Mr. B’s asshole. He’s been caught numerous times stealing Mr. B’s filthy underpants and huffing the stink. He also has been caught leering at Mr. B’s massive package. I’m sure A Rod was in paradise while being buttslammed by Corky, and eating Mr. B’s ass at the same time! A Rod is almost as deranged as Screech was!
Corky found out today that the Winter Olympics are starting shortly. He told A Rod his dream is for he and Mr. Belding to compete and win a gold medal. When A Rod asked what sport they would be in Corky said the bobsled. As he likes going fast, and Mr. B is the perfect athlete for bobsledding. When A Rod told Corky there were 3 people in the bobsled Corky begrudgingly said that A Rod could join them, but that he would have to be the guy out of the bobsled to start and get them going. He said he would be in the front, Mr. B second, and A Rod could be third. Corky said they would definitely win if A Rod didn’t fuck it up as Mr. B and he had the perfect bodies for bobsledding, and that the would also eat a ton of Taco Bell and Pizza Hut deep dish pizza before the race so they could rip massive farts that would propel them at amazing speeds. When A Rod said Corky would have to steer the bobsled Corky said he knew that and planned to TCB. When A Rod asked what the hell that meant Corky yelled in his face. “Take Care of Business”! A Rod said he had no interest in that, as bobsledding is dangerous, and none of them had done it before. He then said no one wanted to see an enormous fat 70 year old man farting in a bobsled. He said he highly doubted Mr B could even fit in a bobsled. He also said Corky was in his 50’s and is retarded, and can’t even drive a bobsled ensuring they would crash. He claimed he was the only athlete of the group and the Olympics would love to have him, but not Corky or Mr. B. At this Corky rightfully went into a ‘tard rage. He screamed that A Rod hadn’t listened to him as Mr. B’s weight was a key to victory, as were their farts. He said no one likes A Rod and he was only allowed to join them because he would push the cart to get them going. After that he would sit there like a lump as Corky and Mr. B took over. He then karate chopped A Rod in the face, while also kicking him in the balls. A Rod moaned in pain and bent over. Corky then ripped off his Yankees pants and began ass raping him. Mr. B came into the room. He’d been a room over listening to this conversation. He pressed his enormous ass to A Rod’s head and ripped a 19 second wet fart which was so powerful it rendered A Rod unconscious, and also burst A Rod’s left eardrum, causing it to bleed. Corky liked this and continued pounding A Rod’s butthole. He then jizzed all over A Rod, before heading off with Mr. B to get some sandwiches and drink bottles of Yoo-hoo while plotting their next Olympic move. I for one hope A Rod didn’t blow the USA’s best chance to win the gold in bobsledding!
After checking on Mr. Beldings iPhone Corky found that as usual A Rod had crappy information. Bobsled teams are either 2 people or 4 people. He and Mr. B discussed this and as neither wants to have to push the sled have decided on the 4 person team. They quickly decided on Rod Belding as the fourth member, as they knew he’d been hiding under A Rod’s bed since his Christmas visit. When they went and found him he popped out, as greasy as ever, and quickly agreed he was in tip top shape to be on their bobsled team. Corky went down and found A Rod laying on the floor where he’d left him. He drop kicked him in the ribs cracking a few, and told A Rod he was an idiot and that there were four members needed. He said he’d “saved the day” by googling it and also by knowing Rod was under A Rod’s bed and would be an amazing teammate. At this Mr. B and Rod came downstairs with Mr. B letting loose a 12 second belch. Corky told A Rod he better hop to getting them a bobsled, gear, and tickets to China. He also said A Rod better call the Olympic people to let them know they would be competing. A Rod who was in a world of pain from his torn anus and cracked ribs barely got out that there was no way the US Olympic committee would allow 4 people who had never before ridden a bobsled compete. At this Corky told them he was such a lovable and adored ‘tard he was certain they would make an exception as they wouldn’t want to risk riling you the powerful ‘tard community. A Rod not wanting any further abuse crawled off to make some calls! Mr. B let loose a 7 second fart to celebrate and Rod puked on the floor. I’m crossing my fingers A Rod makes this happen! Just imagine A Rod, Corky, Rod and Mr. Belding flying down an ice track in a bobsled makes me very happy! It would be an amazing day to be an American!
I hope Corky and A Rod also do the two man luge. Just imagine A Rod laying on top of Corky, flying down a track at nearly 100mph, with Corky shoving his monster cock up A Rod’s brown pipe for extra stability!
You guys are all a bunch of fags.
Don Rickels, how dare you come into our safe space and post hateful comments! I want to use your mouth as a toilet to teach you a lesson!
Don Rickels, don’t be a hate-monger. Just because 85% of the people who visit this forum would like the watch Corky slap A-Rod around while giving him rough anal sex doesn’t mean any of us are gay. What is wrong with you, man?
Don Rickles, just because I enjoy jerking off while listening to other truckers taking dumps and ripping farts at a truck stop bathroom doesn’t make me gay ! Nor does my pounding off while thinking about Corky manhandling A Rod, then pummeling his anus with his massive dong, make me gay? How does letting a deranged homeless man tongue my anus clean behind a Taco Bell dumpster make me gay ? It doesn’t! All of this is totally normal heterosexual behavior!
Don Rickes how dare you come in to this paradise on earth and try and throw around hateful slurs! I believe you are a self hating queer man who comes here to read these erotic tales and wildly jerk off. That’s unacceptable. We’ve had a black president, and now we have a rewarded one. We’ve made so much progress in tolerating others differences. Even though I’m a straight man, who happens to enjoy taking dumps in dudes mouths at seedy rest areas, I accept your homosexual lifestyle.
Don Rickles how dare you come into this paradise on earth and try and throw around hateful slurs! I believe you are a self hating queer man who comes here to read these erotic tales and wildly jerk off. That’s unacceptable. We’ve had a black president, and now we have a retarded one. We’ve made so much progress in tolerating others differences. Even though I’m a straight man, who happens to enjoy taking dumps in dudes mouths at seedy rest areas, I accept your homosexual lifestyle.
Lou, that was a tremendous story and shows how patriotic Corky and Mr. Belding are! Imagine how angry Corky is going to be when he finds out that the US Olympic team tryouts for the winter games were a couple months ago. Corky is going to blame A-Rod for forgetting to tell him! Also, if farts are really as helpful as Corky and Mr. Belding seem to believe, why didn’t A-Rod suggest they try to compete in the skeleton race? It is insanely dangerous, but Corky and Mr. Belding have a chance if Corky can learn some coordination and then fart in unison on the turns!
Ass Breath, from what I’ve heard A Rod never called anyone and is going to have a medal made up for Corky and is planning on telling him that the Olympic committee felt he, Mr. B, and Rod would have an unfair advantage with their weight and farting skills. So they sent Corky a medal in appreciation of his amazingly patriotic offer. I think there is a chance this may work unless Mr. B gets involved. If he does A Rod will definitely wind up with another torn anus!
Hey everyone. I was hanging out on the NYC subway this weekend. It’s a great place to hook up with deranged homeless men. Then I saw a couple come skipping into the train car. One was wearing a Yankees uniform and the other guy was wearing a cubs hat, and old headphones along with a green turtleneck and a black sweatshirt that was filthy and looked like it was covered in jizz stains. I recognized them as Anthony Rizzo and Steve Bartman. They were really playing grab ass with each other, and Antony had a pizza box with him. The second they sat down Anthony opened the pizza box and really starred chowing down. Within a minute he was ripping these really loud, and smelly farts. It really stank up the entire train car, and many of the passengers fled to other cars. I enjoyed the stink and complemented Anthony. He thanked me, but Steve Bartman gave me the stink eye. I think he thought I was hitting on his man. A few seconds later Anthony stood on his seat, dropped his pants, and let loose a shit spray right in Bartman’s face. Bartman then began tounging Anthony’s asshole, and the remaining patrons on the train started jerking off wildly to this erotic display. I heard a ton of farts and then saw Bartman fall to the floor and flop around like a fish while jizzing all over the place. Anthony then ripped off Bartman’s pants and gave him some sweet anal action, causing everyone to cheer and continue wildly jerking off. I’m a straight man, but this scene was so erotic I joined in and jerked off all over the floor. I thought behavior like this would be frowned upon, but realized that in a progressive city like NYC this is seen as normal and encouraged behavior! After jizzing all over Bartman we reached the next stop. As soon as the doors open those lovebirds joined hands and skipped away. They left the train car reeking or anus, and covered in shit, jizz, piss, and farts! I now see why they made the cities slogan “ I love New York”!
On Saturday A-Rod took Corky with him to Home Depot to purchase some grass seed for his lawn. While in the store, Corky was fascinated when he saw an aisle filled with toilet seats and ran to the aisle. There were also a couple shelves of toilet repair parts in the aisle and Corky saw this kit which includes a flush valve and flapper sold under the brand name “Korky” -
https://www.homedepot.com/p/Korky-QuietFILL-Platinum-Valve-and-Flapper-Kit-818MCM/205616927
When Corky saw the toilet parts kit, he asked A-Rod how much money he received every time one of those kits is sold. A-Rod asked Corky what the hell he was talking about and why would he receive money when Home Depot sold toilet parts? Corky replied that A-Rod was an idiot and pointed out that the company is named after him so they have to pay him. A-Rod then pointed out that the company is “Korky” and is spelled different from “Corky.” A-Rod also noted that Corky doesn’t even know how to use a toilet so why would anyone think that toilet parts were associated with him? A-Rod also said that Corky’s diaper was clearly overflowing with doodoo at that very moment. Corky then got mad and said that obviously the company didn’t know how to spell his name correctly and that he deserved even more money for that! A-Rod responded that Corky is too dumb and should stop talking and go with A-Rod to a stall in the men’s room so that A-Rod could play with Corky’s enormous dong. Corky then got really mad and karate chopped A-Rod in the neck and kicked him in the balls! Corky then used his ‘tard strength to shove A-Rod’s head into a toilet in the aisle and then ass-raped him to teach him an important lesson!!!
Anus Goblin, that is one hell of an erotic tale! Can anyone confirm that after teaching A Rod that important lesson Corky took a dump in one of the display toilets, then abandoned his overflowing diaper and absconded the store with an embarrassed A Rod in tow? That should teach Home Depot a lesson for not ensuring Corky got his royalties!
Barf, that’s such a lovely story about New York City. What a treat to run into Anthony Rizzo and Steve Bartman. I lived in Chicago a few years ago and would often see those two gay lovebirds on the L trains and it was always a rowdy time! I think that Bartman was wearing the same sweatshirt when I saw him back in 2018. Anthony Rizzo had pulled down his pants and shoved Bartman’s face in between his powerful and sweaty ass cheeks before ripping and insanely loud and smelly fart! That fart was so powerful that Bartman’s entire body flew backward a few feet as he was launched into a vertical handle bar in the train!
I wonder how much Anthony Rizzo and Bartman like New York City. Chicago has tons of different pizzerias which serve Anthony’s favorite deep dish pepperoni pizza- that type gives Anthony the putrid-smelling gas that Bartman loves to sniff. Was there a name of the pizza restaurant on the box of pizza Anthony was devouring while giving Bartman that hot anal sex???
Last night A-Rod was watching video clips of his MLB career highlights with Corky in his family room. Corky was scarfing on a large slice of pizza when he suddenly ripped a loud fart and then looked over at A-Rod for a reaction. Corky then got really angry that A-Rod ignored his fart without at least complimenting him on producing such a smelly fart as is considered to be common courtesy within the ‘tard community. Corky then saw A-Rod eat a French fry and thought that if A-Rod was going to eat something, it should be Corky’s doodoo. Corky then asked A-Rod if he was too good for Corky’s farts. Corky then ass-raped A-Rod while Mr. Belding ate a huge cake and belched periodically to show his support for Corky!
I was an assistant cameraman on the original Saved By The Bell back in 1992 and on Saved By The Bell : The New Class between 1993 and 1996. Screech was an awkward and weird kid who seemed very unsure of himself when I first met him. But Mr. Belding took Screech under his wing and tried to show him how to be a successful tv star. Screech enjoyed the attention from Mr. Belding and I assumed that Mr. B wss apprenticing Screech until one day I was walking past Mr. Belding’s trailer on the rowdy Saved By The Bell set in April 1992 and heard some type of commotion. I peered into a window of Mr. Belding’s trailer and saw that he was walking around his trailer with no pants on while eating a piece of pizza and was ripping loud farts! I saw something poofy behind him which looked like a big Brillo pad. Then I heard “Zoinks!” and realized that Screech was kneeling behind Mr. Belding and was apparently servicing Mr. Belding’s penis and ass needs. Screech’s enormous hook nose was buried in between Mr. Belding’s butt cheeks and he was licking the Big Bopper’s taint while also giving him a reach-around! All of a sudden, Mr. Belding bellowed like a hippopotamus and blew a massive load of semen onto Screech’s jacket snd then expelled a fart so powerful that he was launched several feet backwards into a couch! Mr. Belding then waddled over to make sure Screech was ok and ripped a loud smelly fart in Screech’s face, almost as if it were a homemade smelling salt concoction! This type of behavior occurred on an almost daily basis over the next few years. Those two are a couple of demented faggots!
Damn Neil, that is one erotic tale! I hope you vigorously rubbed one out while watching that hot action! By the New Class those lovebirds had moved their relationship from a backlot trailer and into the show!
Barf, the cast and crew typically had a catered pizza lunch when filming on Fridays. I remember having to deliver a note to Mr. Belding’s trailer one day after the pizza lunch. As I walked to his trailer, I noticed that the front door was shaking violently, almost as though there was an earthquake. The shaking stopped and then started again a few seconds later accompanied by a rumbling noise. I looked in through a window to try to figure out what was going on and saw that Mr. Belding was standing bare-assed behind the front door - his ass was pressed against the door and he was ripping powerful farts -that was causing the door to shake! I then realized that Screech was kneeling on the floor next to the door and appeared to be sniffing the farts! Screech looked like he was in absolute ecstasy! Mr. Belding then turned to face Screech and I thought he was going to passionately kiss Screech. Instead, Mr. Belding belched right in Screech’s face, blasting Screech with the odor of pizza, Hershey’s chocolate syrup, sour cream potato chips, and Mountain Dew. Mr. Belding proceeded to turn around again and took a massive dump onto Screech’s Jew-fro! Those two homos were massive freaks!
In honor of the passing of Louie Anderson I’m posting a very homoerotic story I saw years ago.
By Motel****
Created Nov 23 2004 - 12:00am
Dave, I know this story sounds made up, but I swear to God this really happened! I could not make up something like this!!
I work in a small hotel [1] 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.
Part I
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.
Part II
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 ****."
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 ****, as was the seat, the rim and the back of the toilet. Most of the towels were ****-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.
That sounds like one hell of a party! If they had paid more attention to those cameras I’m certain they would have seen some dumpster deviants sneaking in behind Louie’s large frame. Louie was well known for being a dumpster party regular and many times toted a few bags of McDonalds, KFC, or Taco Bell. I’ve been told he could produce an enormous amount of diarrhea (one friend compared his shit sprays to Niagara Falls)! It’s even been said that Louie could rival Mr. B in his farting prowess. The only issue he had were his ass cheeks were so flabby they tended to muffle his heinous farts. Many have said his love or filet o fish sandwiches produced a rancid fart unlike any other. Although it’s been many years since I’ve seen Louie hitting the dumpster scene I’ll never forget a special night in Hoboken, NJ where we partied in a dumpster behind a McDonalds. Louie had eaten at least 30 Filet O Fish sandwiches, a few large fries, and an entire ice cream cake. He then bent over and released a shit spray that hit me with such force it blasted me against the dumpster, knocking me unconscious. I woke up two days sans pants, and covered in shit. It was one of the greatest nights of my life. RIP Louie!
Barf, what a hot story! If the gay community had known about Louie Anderson's room, they would have rented it for months and would have paid extra to not have it cleaned. Louie was a notorious homosexual who was actually extorted by a gay lover 20 years or so ago. Louie probably ate all of that unhealthy food to give himself fuel for numerous diarrhea sprays for his lovers. I know that I would have sniffed his soiled underwear while rubbing one out!!!!!!!!!!!
I am a manager of a Motel Six in a small town in Minnesota. I recently discovered this website after searching for information about the death of Louie Anderson. You see, I have been the manager of the Motel Six since mid-1990s. We’ve had a few celebrities visit over the years. Back in 2000, Screech and Mr. Belding visited while on a speaking tour visiting high schools across the country after the cancellation of Saved By The Bell - they stayed in the same room and even shared a queen-size bed. One of the maids was working a shift cleaning rooms and she was about to knock on their door when she heard a loud fart followed by someone yelping, “Zoinks!” She later heard some loud butt-slamming coming from the room. When she later returned to clean the room a few hours later, she found a pair of Zubaz pants in the garbage which were covered in feces!
As strange as that story may seem, it pales in comparison to the time when Louie Anderson visited. My former maid, Karen, wrote the story posted above and she was so grossed out by the state of the room after Louie Anderson left that she ended up quitting a couple months later. But before she left, we did receive some complaints from other hotel patrons who heard Louie Anderson ripping ass constantly. I think he must have had irritable bowel syndrome or something, although his poor diet definitely didn’t help him
I just saw an episode of SBTB The New Class that Louie Anderson guest starred on. In it Louie stars a substitute teacher. He begins dating Screech after an erotic encounter in the bathroom where Louie shits in a urinal, then has his penis and ass needs serviced by unpaid bathroom attendant intern Screech Powers. For a few tawdry days Louie and Screech had a romantic relationship in the bathroom. But then Mr. Dewey returned and Louie went to another school. Screech called him, and Louie broke up with him by ripping a 19 second fart into the phone then hanging up. When Mr. B and Corky found out what happened they called Screech a huge faggot and Corky punched Screech in the balls for not keeping the bathroom clean, and allowing Louie to shit in the urinal. As further punishment they locked Screech in a little bathroom supply closet and ripped ass into it for hours, laughing hysterically as Screech yelled Zoinks each time they farted, then coughed and begged them to let him out. Louie really screwed over Screech Screech that time!
Smiley, that story is fantastic! It makes me wonder how many celebrities are out there staying in low rent hotels and engaging in hot many action, or shitting all over the room in a depraved state of mind. I heard a story recently about Alec Baldwin, 3 midgets, a Tranny, and 17 Pizza Hut Deep dish pizzas. This happened at a Super 8 motel in northern New Jersey. The room was destroyed and was left covered in feces, piss, and jizz. Being the standup guy he is Baldwin stiffed the place and his credit card was declined.
Hi all,
Its been a while since i last posted, but that is one hot story!
separately, did the feud between the LGR patreon gamer fans and the regular on this board ever amount to anything?
Or was it another major potential dumpster party disappearing before our bare butt clefts?
I am a manager of a Red Roof Inn In Oklahoma City. I’ve worked here in several positions since 1985 and have seen numerous celebrities visit during my time here. I remember when Danny Pintauro, the kid from Who’s The Boss, stayed the night back in the mid-90s. When he checked into the hotel, we was suffering from a bad case of “cock breath”! It literally smelled like a homeless man’s penis when he spoke! I also remember when JM J Bullock visited in 1990 - we received a lot of complaints from other patrons on the floor because they heard some insanely loud farts and gay porn was blasting from his tv for hours on end. Someone also claimed to have seen a random truck driver walk into JM’s room with a long car antenna and then heard the sounds of someone being whipped, possibly in the nuts, with that car antenna. After JM checked out, one of the maids said that he has left a puddle of HIV juice in the tub, so really had to hose it down and then soak it with bleach.
I have managed an Econo Lodge motel for the last 25 years in Fargo, North Dakota. I have seen a number of celebrities come through town, and stay a night or two in my hotel. I also had the displeasure of hosting Screech and Mr. Belding. It was in the early 2000’s and they were in town to a few shows at a local comedy club. I knew there was something odd about those two when Screech tried paying for the room with a “Zubaz” brand credit card. He seemed shocked when I told him we didn’t accept that card. Mr. Belding shoved him out of the way and paid with a Visa card, then lifted his leg on Screech and ripped a fart. I found this strange, as was the fact they shared a room with only a single queen bed. Screech called down to the front desk to ask if we had any Zubaz brand pillows, and seemed really put off when I told him we didn’t. Minutes later he called down to ask if we had any free porn channels with “hot man action”. When I told them we had no free channels but did have some pay per view movies that might suit he yelled “Zoinks” then hung up. At that point I left for the night, and a few hours later for a phone call at home. My employee told me they had received a dozen complaints about Screech and Mr. Beldings room. The complaints were all noise complaints that involved ridiculously loud farts, a man screaming Zoinks, loud thumps and thuds, loud moaning, loud burps, the TV being blasted, and the unmistakable sound of buttslamming. There were also complaints that the hallway on their floor smelled like an anus. This was after only a few hours of those heathens occupying the room. We had a free breakfast, and those two showed up and chowed down. Mr. Belding ate numerous plates of sausage patties and bacon, along with pancakes. One time he got up, pressed his ass to Screech’s face, and ripped a ridiculous fart. Screech fell out of his chair and had some kind of seizure on the floor. I watched as almost every other customer left the breakfast room. I’ve never had so many guests check out early. This continued the entire weekend, and when Mr. B and Screech finally left our cleaning people entered the room to clean it. They found the toilet clogged, the bed support was broken, the TV had feces and jizz all over it, and the room had bags of arby’s, McDonald’s, Taco Bell, and pizza boxes everywhere. There was also a giant turd in the bathtub, and a used buttplug in the bathroom. It was one of the worst weekends ever. I had to put that room out of service for nearly two weeks until it could be deep cleaned and fully repaired. I also had numerous complaints for nearly a month that the floors hallway smelled like ass. I was very glad they never returned.
Wow, I didn’t realize that so many celebrities stayed at cheap national hotel chains! Smiddy, Phil, and Bill have certainly had some unpleasant encounters over the years. I don’t understand what the deal is with these self-absorbed washed up celebrities who think they can do whatever they want at a hotel, regardless of whether it inconveniences others.
Bill Belch, the “unmistakable sound of buttslamming” is completely inappropriate for a family-friendly motel chain such as Econolodge. Couldn’t Screech and Belding at least have done this at a rest stop or in a Taco Bel men’s room like a normal homosexual couple? What if a family with young children had heard those sounds or the loud farts coming from Screech and Belding’s room? Those children could have been scarred for life!
Louie Lover, was that episode where Louie Anderson guest started from the last season of Saved By The Bell: The New Class? The ratings were way down and the show’s producers were doing anything to try to improve the show’s ratings. It sure was hot when Louie took that massive dump in the urinal and then then had sex with Screech - things got a little rough and Louie shoved Screech’s face into the unflushed urinal while giving Screech some rough anal! That was so cute of Louie to rip that 19-second fart into the phone to break up with Screech with panache! Corky and Mr. B were right to call Screech a faggot and then lock him in the janitor’s closet while ripping ass into a vent in the closet door to teach Screech a lesson.
Steve Anus, it was the final season. It seemed the producers had gotten desperate as they began to focus solely on Screech, Corky, and Mr. Belding. In most of the episodes the students weren’t even in the show as it just focused on Screech working in the bathroom, with constant mentions to how he was an “unpaid bathroom attendant intern”. There were some terrific guest stars like Louie during this period. Louie always made people laugh, and this show really let him loose. I always wondered if he ad libbed shitting in the urinal? It was a bit odd that the writers decided that in order to boost ratings they would focus less on the students and shift to focusing completely on the antics of Screech, Mr. Belding, and Corky. In the episode with Louie the entire episode was shot in the bathroom!
The results of the latest MLB Hall of Fame class were announced today and A-Rod received 34% of the vote, far short of the 75% threshold needed for entry. A-Rod told Corky that he got screwed and that he couldn’t believe that a juiced up bum like David Ortiz got in and he didn’t. Corky replied that A-Rod was a cheater and that nobody cared about him as he was a dirty faggot. Corky also said that he was never as good at baseball as his best buddy, Mr. Belding, was at belching and farting. Corky also pointed out that Mr. Belding was in both the belching and farting Halls of Fame. A-Rod responded that there were no belching and farting halls of fame and that why would there be a shrine to fat pigs like Mr. Belding? A-Rod then started crying and Corky told him to stop being such a pussy. Corky then asked why A-Rod whining when he should be taking care of Corky’s sexual needs. A-Rod replied that he just couldn’t because he wasn’t in the mood. Corky then slapped A-Rod in the face and punched him in the Adam’s Apple! Mr. Belding lifted his leg and ripped a 17-second pepperoni fart to show his support for Corky. Corky then viciously ass-raped A-Rod while strangling him with a dirty diaper!
Gary, I heard that after ass raping him Corky told A Rod that the Hall of Fame should measure cock size to see if someone was a dirty cheater. He said that if they did that A Rod was never getting in, but he and Mr. B would be elected on the first ballot! He then ripped a nice fart in A Rod’s face and went off with Mr. B to eat some Fruity Pebbles and watch Fraggle Rock.
Tex and Gary, after Corky told A Rod the Hall of Fame should measure cock size Mr. B piped in and said that he’d had his cock measured to ensure he wasn’t “juicing” when he won his Principal of the Year award, as well as prior to his admittance to the Belching and Pepperoni Fart Hall of Fame. He said everyone was impressed with his King Kong Principal Dong and that because he did things without cheating he still had a massive rhinoceros penis. He then said that A Rod was a proven cheater who would never get into any hall of fame (including the Pepperoni Fart, and Belching Halls) and that he has to live with that as well as his minuscule shrunken cock. When Corky merely said, “Yep” after Mr. B’s diatribe A Rod began to cry, causing Mr. B to rip a 12 second wet fart in celebration of making A Rod cry like a little girl.
I am an assistant manager of a Super 8 Hotel in Omaha, Nebraska. I have worked at this hotel since the early 1980s. We've had quite a few celebrities rent rooms over the years. One of the weirdest ones was billionaire investor and CEO of Berkshire Hathaway, Warren Buffett, who actually owns a house in Omaha. Mr. Buffett seems like he is a jovial old grandpa-type man. However, I can tell you that he's a bit of a freak. He's infamous for refusing to split BRK-A, which now trades at $463k/share. Back in the early 1990s, when BRK-A closed above $10k for the first time, Mr. Buffett rented a room to celebrate. He ordered a Domino's pizza for delivery and when the delivery man showed up at the front desk, I sent him up to Mr. Buffett's room. It was around 9PM at night, and I was busy watching Michael Jordan in a Bulls game being televised that night. Anyhow, I forgot about the Domino's pizza delivery guy while I watched the game until about 45 minutes later, when I saw the Domino's pizza delivery man walk back out the front door. The delivery guy's shirt was un-tucked and he appeared to be disheveled. Although it seemed weird to me, I didn't think anything else about it until the next morning when a family staying across the hall from Mr. Buffett checked out. That family complained about their stay and said that they had heard "Wall Street Week" being played loudly on the TV in the room across the hall and heard someone loudly jerking off during a segment about Berkshire Hathaway's stock price. The father of the family also claimed that he heard a knock on the door across the hall and looked through the peephole and saw Warren Buffett open the door and let a Domnino's pizza delivery guy into his room. The father further said that he then heard the sounds of slices of pizza being gobbled down followed by some loud farts! He also told me that he heard some insanely loud butt-slamming coming from that room! I hadn't realized that Warren Buffett was such a perv!
On Thursday, Corky saw a news report on the massive truck driver convoy in Canada protesting vaccine mandates. Mr. Belding told Corky that back in the 1970s, truckers would communicate with CB radios. Mr. Belding then played C.W. McCall's "Convoy" song. Corky enjoyed the song and then ordered A-Rod to buy him a CB radio. A-Rod replied that he wasn't sure whether CB radios were even manufactured anymore. Corky replied that A-Rod was a cheap bastard and that he'd better buy a a few CB radios. Mr. Belding chimed in and told A-Rod that Screech had a CB radio and used the handle "The Zoink Man."
So A-Rod went to an electronics store yesterday night and purchased three second-hand CB radios. Mr. Belding showed Corky how to use the CB radio and gave himself the handle, "The Big Bopper." Corky said that he was going to call himself "Rubber Duck." A-Rod told Corky that was a stupid name and that he had obviously just heard that name in the Convoy song. Corky slapped A-Rod in the face and said that A-Rod's handle would be "Faggot." Corky and Mr. Belding each took a CB radio and placed one in A-Rod's bedroom. Corky said that A-Rod needed to keep his CB radio on at all times in case Corky needed anything. Corky and Mr. Belding then went to the living room and tried communicating with truckers. Corky and Mr. Belding then started farted into their CB radios. Each time they farted, they would say "10-4" after farting. They kept waking up A-Rod, who was trying to sleep, and A-Rod would utter, "Zoinks!" After several hours of this, A-Rod got on his CB radio and said, "Corky, please stop so that I can sleep." Corky then got mad because A-Rod used Corky's real name instead of his handle and didn't end his message by saying "10-4." Corky then went into A-Rod's bedroom to teach him a lesson about CB etiquette which involved ass-raping A-Rod while Mr. Belding ate an entire deep dish pizza while periodically farting and belching!!!
Corky recently informed A-Rod that he wants to be a motivational speaker and would like to travel across the country speaking at colleges. He also told A-Rod that he heard that motivational speakers make a lot of money and that he would use the money to purchase candy, porn, and hookers. A-Rod replied that Corky could use the money instead to reimburse A-Rod for all of the food he and Mr. Belding eat and to pay for the various damage caused by he and Mr. Belding’s destructive antics. Corky replied by slapping A-Rod in the face. Mr. Belding showed his support by releasing a 12-second Doritos belch into A-Rod’s face! A-Rod replied that even if he wasn’t reimbursed, could he at least use some of the money to buy some toothpaste and mouthwash for Mr. Belding and pointed out that Mr. B hadn’t cleaned his teeth in weeks and that his breath smelled like ass. Corky was about to pummel A-Rod until a commercial for M&M’s started playing on the tv and Corky got distracted and forgot he was mad. Corky then said he thought he’d be a great motivational speaker because he has Down’s Syndrome yet managed to become a Hollywood superstar and is dating a former baseball player. A-Rod replied that Coonly got acting jobs because he’s retarded and the producers cast Corky to make fun of him. Corky then flew into a trademark ‘tard rage and kick A-Rod’s ass before pulling down his pants and raping him! Mr. Belding released a 16-second taco fart in A-Rod’s face to show his support for Corky!
To the poster above who was laughing at A Rods HOF votes, 34% is nothing to be sniffed at and with 696 home runs he’s probably the best shortstop of his generation and greatest power hitting shortstop period. If he didn’t go to the yankees then he’d be talked about as being better than pop Lloyd or ‘horny’ honus wagner
His 2009 season ranks with any of them, so he does deserve to be HOF. Now I come on here and I’m on the fence about whether I believe all these stories about A Rod, Belding and Corky. For sure I haven’t seen them together and only have the pictures that the admin puts up to ‘prove’ that they are together.
Also, Mr B sounded like a sane athletic guy back in the day, and a baseball fan at that, so I’m sure he’d have great conversations with A Rod and respect his many achievements. What I do struggle to believe however is that he is squatting in A Rods mansion and farting on him.
Can someone sensible, (I.e. none of the regulars) please give me the true story of what’s happening?!
Straight Shooter, A Rod is a bowel movement who cheated and got banned for an entire season. He’s lucky to have Corky and his best friend Mr. Belding living with him. Have you seen Mr. Belding in the last 10 years? He looks as unathletic as Screech was. He’s obese and doesn’t look like he’s done much other then lift a few weights in the boys locker room in the past 30 years. Mr. B is obviously much more concerned with pigging out, belching, farting, and hanging out with his best buddy. His accomplishments now revolve around his Principal of the Year award, and his belching and farting Hall of Fame awards. Why would he care about A Rod’s tarnished awards that he only has because he cheated? With tomorrow being the first anniversary of Screech’s death I think we should all express support for the Big Bopper and his best friend Corky.
Barf, I am also wondering how to mark this tragic date…maybe a chilli bowl three way with two dudes that look like Wilford Brimley?
When I think back, it’s doubly sad as he was just getting a new lease of life as an actor in the sbtb reboot on the ISS and he was getting a whole load of new fans - same with those insurance adverts he did dressed as a cowboy
Bum Trouser, I agree that Screech had really bad luck. It was nice having our homosexual icon lurking in bathrooms everywhere, ready to service dudes penis and ass needs. He had done a few stupid commercials, but his big break would have been to again introduce his Screech character, that just oozed deranged homosexual behavior. He would have energized a brand new queer fanbase, while finally making a few bucks. I for one will be celebrating his life by hitting up a dumpster behind a local 7-11 where I’ve found some Screech’s lurk each night. I will likely eat some 7-11 chili cheese dogs, a Big Gulp, and a Slurpee, then hit up the scene and let loose some belches, farts, and a nice shit spread before pounding some Screech ass for old times sake. I saw that the “Insurance King” has now latched on to Todd Bridges in order to replace Screech. I’d like to know who buys insurance when the spokespeople are Screech and Willis?!
I’m a Martian from planet Anus. Many are unaware many aliens would travel to earth to have unprotected buttsex with Screech, while also using his Jew fro as a urinal. The entire universe mourns the one year anniversary of his death. One time I ripped a nice alien fart in his face. It created a little green cloud, and that goblin flipped over in a backwards somersault and jizzed all over the place. He was the most demented being in the entire universe.
I am from planet Dingleberry. I used to fly down every now and then in my UFO to have unprotected butt love with Screech. One time I took a chunk of his Jew fro to my planet to analyze. We found it was mostly semen, with some piss and feces mixed in. We really miss Screech. He was the only person we ever abducted who enjoyed the anal probe. He kept yelling “Zoinks” over and over again.
Would this site have existed if it wasn’t for screech? I can’t think of anyone else who would have a 20 year body of work devoted to his lifestyle?
I think there are many many regulars, myself included who find it difficult to say something on a day like today. Even Mr B hasn’t been to have done anything recently…I wish it was 1997 again so I could hook up with a bird chested screech at Disneyland!
I agree with Ballwhipper. We aliens began visiting your planet to learn about the human race. But we really stepped things up when we found out we could have sex with Screech! I remember one time that fruit asked if he could fly my ufo. I told him he could and he immediately crashed it. I ripped a space fart in his face causing him to yell “Zoinks”. Then I gave him a good ass raping which he really seemed to love! Many aliens were mad when he got fat, and we would have meetings about this on Mars. When he got fat I enjoyed ripping alien farts in his face while my alien friends spitroasted him. Beep zorp beep!
I am an alien from planet Q in the asshole galaxy. We abducted Screech in 1999 and took him to our planet. Our planet is a gassy planet and reeks of anus. Other abducties have been overwhelmed by the smell and begged to be returned to earth. We would give them an anal probe then return them. But Screech was different. Upon smelling our planet he fell over in a state of ecstasy and jizzed all over himself. After getting an anal probe he begged for more! He also begged us to let him live on our “hot” planet. Our leader decided he was far too deranged and we dumped him in a dumpster on earth where he immediately began sucking off a large man eating a Big Mac. Of all my travels in the universe he was the most depraved. I was very sad to hear of his passing and my planet has made the date of his death a national holiday. We we can remember the most deranged homosexual in history. Your planet should do the same. Beep Zorp bloop!
Welcome to earth!.. lay them tentacles down on 'ma testicles homey..
Hey cool cats! It’s me, President Joe Biden. When I’m not eating ice cream I’m reading the hot posts on this board. I loved Screech and today I proposed we get rid of black history month and replace it with Screech history month.I thought it was a great idea but my advisers didn’t and after changing my diaper put me back in my cage. But don’t think I’ve forgotten about the queer for screech community. I know without you I’d never be President! I’ll keep working to get Screech History Month past. We would have our schools teach nothing but the legend of Screech’s queer antics and of course Mr. Beldings attempts to teach him life lessons. If I could get a boner I’d be erect right now. I’m gonna go have some prune juice and shit myself.
Fellow queers my cock is raw! I hope everyone got a chance to catch the amazing tribute NBC put on the Peacock+++ Network. It was an all day marathon of Screech’s greatest hits. They showed hundreds of lessons taught to him by Mr. Belding, Rod Belding, Hound Dog, Slater, Zach’s Dad, Mr. Dewey, Ox, Scud, Max, Mr. Carosi, Corky, Kevin the Robot, Coach’s Rizzo and Sonksi, and dozens of others! I heard thousands of Zoinks, and lost at least a dozen loads! What an awesome tribute to our fallen Queen! Thanks NBC.
Joe Biden you’re a do nothing jackass who could ever get an Screech history month approved! Stop posting on this board, as it makes me lose my erection! Crotch I did catch that fantastic tribute NBC did. I especially enjoyed when they cut to Mr. B and Corky for an interview. It was awesome when they asked Mr. B if he had anything he wanted to share about Screech and he lifted his leg and ripped a 12 second fart. Then Corky yelled “Screech is a faggot” about 20 times before noticing A Rod was lurking in the background and was in the shot. Corky then yelled at A Rod to get out of the shot. Then as the interview with Mr. B continued where he lovingly called Screech his little cum dumpster one could see Corky ass raping A Rod in the background. I even heard a few “Zoinks” out of A Rod! I was really sad today until I saw that. Then I got my mojo back and jerked off wildly! Tonight I’m gonna hit the local steam baths and take a big dump in the jacuzzi in Screech’s honor.
Klopcer, your story about about lying Screech and taking him to your planet sounds pretty awesome. I bet that Screech felt like he was in heaven while being anal probed and prancing around an alien plant which smells like an anus! Did he have his long Jew-fro back in 1999 when you kidnapped him? You and your alien buddies should have pressed your bare asssa up against his face and ripped ass - he certainly enjoyed it when homeless bums did this to him on earth.
I heard that an alien race from Venus has populated a city with clones of Mr. Horton, Corky, and Screech. They use an advanced camouflage technique to hide the city from human observers on earth. But this city has lots of greenery and quite a few bike paths on which to ride on bicycles. Mr. Hortons, Corky’s, and Screeches are considered to be separate races of Martians and they were genetically engineered by the Martians to be extremely horny and homosexual! Their lives revolve around tormenting the Screeches, who are essentially their slaves and have to service all of their penis and ass needs. The Screeches have Brillo-like Jew-fros which the Mr. Hortons and Corky’s use to wipe their asses clean! The other day, a couple Mr. Hortons we’re on a tandem bike when they popped a wheelie and drove over a Screech’s hairless bird chest. As the Screech struggled to breath, a Corky came over and farted in the Screech’s face before ass-raping him!
Abe, I can’t believe those superior beings didn’t clone Mr. B? At first it sounded like the best planet ever. But Mr. B is Corky’s best friend, he’s been friends with Mr. Horton since the early 80’s, and he is the king of teaching Screech lessons. He’s a true maestro when it comes to abusing Screech. It really makes me wonder if the aliens had difficulty cloning Mr. B or If Mr. B has trademarked his clones and another alien life form currently owns the rights?!
Ted, I think that the issue with Mr. Belding was a lack of sufficient food on Mars for clones of him. Mr. Belding consumes quite a bit of junk food each day - upwards of 10,000-20,000 calories and given the impracticalities of providing he and his clones with hundreds of deep dish pizzas, cupcakes, Hershey’s chocolate syrup, bags and bags of Doritos, and gallons of Mountain Dew, it just wouldn’t have been sustainable to clone him. And the entire planet would be quickly overrun with all of the dookie and urine that the Mr. Beldings would expel daily.
A-Rod, can I join in on your fun? I would love to be on the receiving end of the rough anal and diarrhea sprays. You are so lucky - I love you!
It would have been cool if Martians had cloned Screech and locked him up in a zoo on their planet. Screech would be forced to perform tricks for food. When the Martians realized how lazy and out of shape the Screech clone is, they would pelt him with Martian dookie and press their asses up against his zoo cage and then rip ass.
It was amazing that Martians took time to post on this board for the first anniversary of Screech’s passing! This board likely has the first verifiable alien contact!!! It’s pathetic that Screech was so deranged and demented he even made a negative impression on numerous aliens across the universe! I can only imagine Martians abducting Screech and putting him in a Zoo on their planet. Then being embarrassed when he was displayed to the public and just sat there with his Bayside high yearbook jerking off to a picture of Slater while squirting canned cheese into his mouth. I can only imagine the terrible impression of earth that disgrace would give the Martians! Screech would deserve to have alien dookie thrown at him, while obese aliens ripped farts in his face. Now a true zoo exhibit would be to throw Screech and Mr. B in a cage together. The Martians could then learn about the alpha male watching Mr. B strut around ripping ass in Screech’s face causing Screech to yell Zoinks. He’d also pass and shit in Screech’s Jew Fro as well as ass raping him for even the most minor annoyance. Now that would give the Martians an unbelievably favorable impression of Earth !
Wow! Can you imagine if Elon Musk could use his Space X Company to take deranged queer space tourists to that plant with Corky, Mr. Horton, and Screech clones on it? I for one would pay big bucks to travel there to be able to buttslam numerous Screech’s at the same time! Imagine railing a Screech in the ass, while another tounged your anus and gobbled your feces and farts!! This is a gold mine, and I trust only a genius like Elon would see the true potential of a venture like this! Ughghhhh I just lost a load thinking about this?
This is amazing. I started out the week depressed that the anniversary of Screech’s death was here, and now I’m super excited that I might get to travel to a planet that reeks like anus, and take a dump in a Screech clones Jew Fro! Who would have thought that aliens would have the answer to furthering the demented queer lifestyle! In 20 years Alien planets could be the new truck stops! I’m so glad Klopcer, Zorp, and Beep Boop all posted on this amazing board!
I am a producer on the Saved By The Bell reboot show. As you know, we employed A-rod during the second season of the reboot show, but the audience did not like him for the most part. Although the show's fans enjoy the anal sex and diarrhea sprays, A-Rod just doesn't hold a candle to the beloved homosexual icon, Screech. After Screech's unfortunately and untimely passing, we scrambled to find someone to fill the void in the ISS episodes in which Screech was to star and so we turned to fame-hungry A-Rod, who is attempting to rehabilitate his public image in order to bolster his chances of induction into the MLB Hall of Fame. However, A-Rod is a horrible actor and the audience did not care for him. But now that I have learned of the Screech clones on Mars, I think that one of them will have to appear in upcoming reboot episodes involving the ISS! In a new plot-line, the rope ladder from the ISS will be extended down a few additional feet onto the surface of Mars. Mars is located 200 million miles from earth, but fans of the show won't care and will be elated to see the Screech clone and all of the hi-jinks in which he will be involved!
Herschel, using a Screech clone on the next season of SBTB sounds like a great idea! You might want to also add one of the Mr. Horton clones. The Screech clone being tormented just by Mr. B and Corky isn't enough - we all want to see Mr. Belding's buddy, Mr. Horton, added in the mix. Mr. Horton could teach Corky how to play "Neptune: King of the Sea" with the Screech clone!
I can’t wait for some new episodes! The last season was just ok, and only because Corky and Mr. B are such great actors. A Rod really stank up the show. Thankfully they already had built a little bridge that connected the moon to Mars, so there won’t be any continuity issues! It’s so cool that real life and TV are melding together. With the clones created by Aliens staring on an erotic TV Show! I agree with Steve Anus that Mr. Horton needs to be in it. He was a star on Diff’rent Strokes and should have been a regular. Everyone loved him except Mr. Drummond who had him tossed in jail. A potential little plot twist. Mr. B, Corky, and Mr. Horton all press their asses together and take dumps in Screech’s mouth in the first ever triple team shit sandwich! Screech would gobble that sandwich up like a starving man!
A-Rod was informed on Friday morning that he was fired from his role attempting to replace Screech in the ISS episodes of the Saved By The Bell reboot series. A-Rod spent most of the rest of the day crying and whining that his firing wasn’t fair and that he wasn’t given good material to work with. Corky got tired of listening to A-Rod complain and told him to stop being such a faggot. Corky also told A-Rod that he was fired because he was a shitty actor and nobody likes him. Corky then told A-Rod that he had been a popular superstar actor and starred in the #1 show in the world, “Life Goes On.” Corky also said that it was the most popular show on tv for 10 years and that he got tired of acting and decided to quit the show so that he no longer had to maintain a perfect body for the show. Corky also said that the show ended when he quit because he was the most important person on the show.
When A-Rod heard what Corky said, he replied and asked Corky hat the hell he was talking about. A-Rod said that “Life Goes On” was only on for four seasons and that it was never popular. He also said that the only reason anyone watched was to laugh and the stupid things Corky did on the show and said that Corky’s character was really dumb and annoying. A-Rod said that the show was one of the bottom ranked shows and that it was cancelled after four seasons because it sucked. He also said that Corky has a terrible body and eats lots of candy and drinks several cans of soda daily.
After hearing A-Rod’s rude comments, Corky flew into a ‘tard rage and beat A-Rod badly before viciously ass-raping him! During the rape, Mr. Belding drank two large bottles of chocolate syrup while expelling threw 12-second farts!
A Rod is such a loser. Does he truly not know no one likes him? I was watching this movie “the other guys” last night and Mark Wahlberg’s character is on some crappy cop duty because he accidentally shot Derek Jeter in the leg. At an anger management class people torment him for shooting Jeter, and one guy yells “you should have shot A Rod instead”. No one likes A Rod. He’s insanely lucky to have hooked up with Corky and to have ridden Corky’s coattails onto Saved by the Bell on the ISS. It’s not surprising no one liked him and his acting was far worse then Screech’s. Now that there is a Screech clone A Rod should have expected they would return to the real Screech and give his ass the heave ho. Corky was obviously using “‘tard years” when describing his experience on “Life Goes On” and inconsiderate A Rod should have known that. He’s deserved that beating and ass rape.
I want to fart in a Screech clones mouth. I’m so happy that aliens cloned Screech. It’s like he didn’t actually die, and instead he’s on Mars annoying the shit out of everyone and servicing penis and ass needs as usual.
Ralph, I agree that farting into the Screech clone's mouth would be really cool. I'm a straight man, but I always found Screech to be incredibly annoying on Saved By The Bell and have always fantasized about walking up to him and ripping ass in his face to teach him a lesson. Since Screech is, unfortunately, no longer with us, I'll have to do this with Screech's clone instead. I would also like to fantasize about my sexy girlfriend while jerking off onto the Screech clone's Jew-fro!
By the way, has anyone figured out how they managed to clone Screech and yet the clones are somehow the exact same age as Screech would be if he were still alive? Did scientists learn how to accelerate the aging process for clones, or do people age more quickly on Mars?
Toilet Clogger, I’m thinking alien cloning technology is far superior to anything we’ve done. I’m guessing they can set the age to whatever they like. I bet there are Screech’s of all different ages running around Mars!
A couple days ago, A-Rod was getting ready to shave in his bathroom and take a shower when Mr. Belding barged into the bathroom and ripped a fart in A-Rod’s face. A-Rod uttered, “Zoinks!” and then yelled at Mr. Belding to leave him alone and get out of his bathroom. Corky was angry that A-Rod was so rude to his best buddy, so he ran over and punched A-Rod in the balls! Corky then threw A-Rod to the ground and pulled off his diaper. Corky then sat on A-Rod’s face with A-Rod’s face buried deep in Corky’s stinky butt cheeks! Corky then ordered A-Rod to lock his butthole. Mr. Belding laughed as he ate a large blueberry pie during this attack. After a couple minutes, Corky got mad because A-Rod had not yet shaved that day and his facial stubble was irritating Corky’s butt cheeks. Mr. Belding pointed out that A-Rod’s face must feel like sandpaper. Corky yelled that A-Rod should have shaved before licking Corky’s asshole. A-Rod replied that he was able to shave when he was attacked by Corky. A-Rod also pointed out that his was not willingly tonguing Corky’s anus, but was instead being raped. Corky yelled that A-Rod was a faggot as he stood up off A-Rod’s face before standing up and then slapping A-Rod in the face. Corky proceeded to pull down A-Rod’s uniform pants and jockstrap before ass-raping A-Rod while Mr. Belding repeatedly belched and farted to cheer him of!
Toilet Clogger, I read somewhere that Screech is a product of genetic mutations. This is very obvious if you looked at his enormous hook nose or poofy Jew-fro. Apparently he was a member of a humanoid sub-species (or is it actually a super-species?), different from Homo Sapiens. He was a part of a “Rim Goblinus” subspecies. Members of the Rim Goblinus subspecies grow at an accelerated rate - this is why Screech’s Jew-fro was always so long and poofy on Saved By The Bell: The New Class. It also, sadly, explains why he died at such a young age.
Ass Breath, that goblin like creature definitely wasn’t fully human. Thank you for the scientific explanation. Screech was like a reverse Benjamin Buttons. I believe I saw an interview on the spice channel where he claimed that farts reversed the aging process which is why he was always huffing them, and spent so much time lurking in Mens rooms. I found that claim to be dubious.
Guys I have some interesting info. I was in DC last night and was hanging out in the Mens room of a high class bar. My lover Ramone works in the kitchen there, and we were hooking up in a bathroom stall when a couple of big wigs came in to take a piss. When I say big wigs I mean a few billionaires, along with a well known senator. They were talking about just getting back from Mars where they had their penis and ass needs serviced by Screech. They were joking and laughing about how space flights were only meant for the super wealthy, and only for queer men who wanted to go to mars to have man action with Screech. I was pretty confused at first but then I found this informative board and now understand what they were talking about. It seems the super powerful and wealthy have already been traveling to Mars using taxpayer dollars in order to have their penis and ass needs met. At that moment Ramone ripped a loud fart and the guys stopped talking. One of them quickly shit in a urinal and they then ran out. I told Ramone we needed to get out of there and we went out a little window just as some large security guys came rushing in. We hightailed it out of there and found a sweet dumpster to hide in and make out while the coast cleared. So be careful my super queer friends have there is much more to this then meets the eye. Screech on Mars is the start of what may be a vast conspiracy. Oh man, someone is pounding on my door I gotta bolt…
Choppers, is it possible that the Deep State is selling trips to Mars for rich gay guys in order to make off-the-books money to fund its various operations? I imagine that Mars must be some type of homosexual paradise right now. I envision getting off a space shuttle and landing on the surface of Mars’s then I would take a dune buggy to a seedy hotel where there is an entire lobby filled with Screech clones looking sexy as hell while also annoying the crap out of everyone. A couple Screech clones would use their Brillo-like Jew-fros to buff clean my balls and ass. Then a Screech clone would start sniffing my ass - the thought of his massive hook nose rubbing up against my asshole while he licks my sweaty ass crack is a huge turn-on. I would then go dookie on his nose and he would fall over, jizzing his Zubaz in absolute ecstasy! Then I would make another Screech clone device my penis needs. I’m not even gay, so imagine how much better it is for gay guys!
You guys have stumbled onto something that could bring down the entire DC power structure. Why do you think the Space Shuttle program was shut down? Or was it actually altered to send powerful rich men to Mars to have buttsex with Screech? Why does the Four Seasons and Peninsula hotel chains have land claims on Mars? Why hasn’t Barney Frank been seen since entering a rocket launch site, that sent a rocket into space, headed for Mars? North Korea is actually sending rockets to Mars loaded with all kinds of supplies such as anal lube, buttplugs, as well as other supplies such as canned fart spray! Look for the covered up interview where when Joe Biden asked what he would do when he retires he responded “buttsex on Mars”, before his wranglers jumped in. Why did a rocket to mars leave mere hours after Elvis “died”? Why is Bill Gates yacht named “Mars Juice”? It seems that Area 51 has been a cooperative program between the US government and aliens for the purposes of human cloning. They succeeded and realized they needed to hide their success and the alien involvement. So they relocated all clones to Mars. These clones were designed to be used for butt action by horny, gay, rich men. But the demand was found to be so high they knew they could never make enough Screech clones, and if word got out every deranged queer would demand their own Screech. This made it necessary to transport everything to Mars. Choppers stumbled upon this last night, and has since gone missing. Be careful my deranged queer friends. Trust no one.
Hi guys, I should not be divulging this, but I was the lead engineer on the James watt space telescope and I can tell you for a fact that despite being labelled as an exoplanet hunter, it is anything but! Although it looks like a standard telescope set up, that is only for show. Hidden underneath that big square is actually a much fruitier and more expensive telescope that’s going to be trained and all the queer hotspots in the universe! This telescope was pink and sponsored by Zubaz and is going to be trained on the asshole nebula as well as an exciting new galaxial system that’s shaped like a cock and balls.
There’s a reason why the development and delivery teams were all men and truckers!
Hey everyone, I read that 9/11 was a false flag operation committed by deranged homosexual members of the Deep State who used the attacks as a cover to steal trillions of dollars which were spent on developing a clone colony on Mars as well as on aerospace technology to transport people and objects to Mars. Screech was apparently one of the highest ranking members of the CIA and was a member of a Zionist cabal within the CIA, if you can believe that. Although Screech was viewed as a compete loser and failure on earth, he was renowned on Mars, where he lent his name an image to a chain of DVD rental kiosks for gay porn movies.
Toilet Clogger, Screech is still a loser. You are correct that he lent his name to a movie kiosk, and he also has a store. He used the money the government gave him to allow aliens to clone him. But the kiosk and stores are VHS only! He insisted people wanted retro only, and the vast majority of the tapes in each kiosk and store are his stupid “Saved by the Smell”. The only other tapes are ancient copies of poor quality 1970’s and 1980’s gay porn tapes. Screech mans the store and one can only pay for a rental by farting in his face. The kiosks have fart collection systems where one must press their ass to a vent that sucks in a fart and traps it in little jars. Because everything is VHS almost no one but Dick Chaney and a few other RINO’s (they seem to enjoy the nostalgia) rent from Screech. Since he is only paid in farts he is quickly running out of money. Of course with each fart to the face he yells “Zoinks”, or if it’s a really meaty fart “double Zoinks”, then falls to the floor and jizz’s his Zubaz pants. While everyone else has a cool mars rover, dune buggy type vehicle, Screech has a little pink Zubaz brand electric scooter that is constantly breaking down.
I heard that the videotape kiosks are primarily Beta-Max! And the intellectual property rights are different on Mars - they can use Screech’s name and likeness to rent videotapes without paying Screech’s clones or heirs any money. And you’re right that most of the movies that they have suck. They have that awful “Saved By The Smell” porno, but they also have some of the other gay pornos in which Screech starred in such as “Gay Gloryhole #5,” “Queer Bait,” “Assblasters #78,” “Hook Nosed Queers,” “Anal Cum Buckets,” “Mr. Horton,” and “Diarrhea Sprays #4.”
Beefcake, I actually heard he has a beat up 1978 sun orange gremlin to drive about on Mars rather than a scooter. He even has modified spoilers that he designed himself
Ass Breath, you are correct that Screech carries 98 percent Betamax as he insists the format is going to make a comeback. He was also recently scammed out of the ownership of his business by Bill Gates who wanted a better selection of hot gay porn tapes. That’s why Screech’s entire catalog of queer porn is now up for rent. Bill did keep Screech on as an unpaid clerk/bathroom attendant. Bill Gates is also a fan of Stephen Geoffrey’s of “Fright Night” fame and his entire catalog of man action is available.
Anon- That Gremlin is amazing when it’s working. My sources say it’s currently out of commission and up on blocks. Some Puerto Rican aliens stole the wheels and hub caps off it. So lately Screech has been getting around on his queer pink scooter.
There is a gritty drama entitled "Bel-Air" which based on the early 1990s sitcom, "The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air." The first season of "Bel-Air" is due to be released on Peacock in March. I have it on good authority that they are going to make a gritty drama based on "Saved By The Bell" as well. The name of the series will be "The Bell" and instead of being full of bad jokes and poor acting, the series will focus on the bullying which Screech experienced at Bayside High School. In the first episode, Screech is ass-raped by his hero and principal, Mr. Belding. When Screech tells his parents, they don't listen and his mom leaves to go to an Elvis convention. There is a total of 43 farts expelled during the first episode, 41 of which are released in Screech's face - the other two were expelled by Screech when he crapped his Zubaz in pure terror!
I’m extremely angry! Today I was at Taco Bell with my 7 year old child. In came A Rod in his Yankees uniform. He had a German Shepard on a leash, and when told by management only service dogs could enter the restaurant he claimed it was his “support dog” and provided some paperwork. I was wondering why a millionaire former baseball player, part owner of an NBA team, and MLB broadcaster would need a support animal for but whatever. I went back to enjoying my meal with my son. A Rod ordered like. 5 or 6 tacos and a burrito as well as a large Mountain Dew Baja Blast, then sat down in the booth behind us. I watched as instead of eating the tacos he fed them to the dog. He only drank the Mountain Dew, then let out a loud burp. The dog really woofed down the tacos and A Rod just sat there like he was waiting for something. A few minutes later the dog began whining and A Rod got out of the booth and squatted behind the dog. The dog then took a shit, which A Rod gobbled up like a demented freak. People began freaking out at this, but then it got worse when A Rod stated tounging the dogs butthole. My son kept turning around ti watch this and asked me what A Rod was doing. I told my son to stop watching and A Rod must be mentally ill. A Rod then stood up, belched loudly, which sprayed shit breath everywhere, and to no one in particular said, “that was one gourmet meal”. He then came near our table, pressed his ass to my sons face, and ripped a fart. As I went to check in my son A Rod absconded the restaurant. My son was terrified and the fart was absolutely rancid. When I smelled it I crapped my pants it was so horrible. My son puked on the table. During this some poofy headed weirdo came over and took some deep breaths then fell to the floor in convulsions while jizzing his pants. I grabbed my son and got the hell out of there. I had to stop at a gas station a block away to use their restroom to try and clean up my shitty pants and the barf on my kids shirt. What the hell is wrong with A Rod! My son won’t stop talking about it, and for some reason claims he can’t wait to grow up so he can eat dogshit and fart in peoples faces!!!
Angry Dad, A-Rod sure is a perv! He obviously gets off on doing freaky stuff like that in front of normal people. Do you think that the poofy haired weirdo was one of Screech’s son, Zoinks or Zubaz? Or could it have been a Screech clone?
Anus Goblin, I think it was just some random weirdo. As he wasn’t wearing Zubaz, and didn’t yell “Zoinks” or anything. He also didn’t have a hook nose. Just a massive white man afro, a t-shirt that said “Frankie Says Relax”, and a pair of spandex shorts. He was a real weirdo. A Rod of course was even weirder. Why is he still wearing his Yankees uniform?! When I looked for him to kick his ass after I’d checked on my son I could see him leaving the parking lot driving a hot pink Vespa scooter with the dog in a little sidecar. My son is currently my greatest concern. He has put on his little league uniform and won’t take it off. He keeps asking us to get a dog, and my wife caught him eating cat turds out of the cats litter box. This morning he woke me up by farting in my face and then laughing hysterically saying he’d “A Rod’d” me. His breath reeked of cat shit. My wife blames me for this and is talking about a divorce. I hate A Rod.
Guys, I’m currently at the Brooklyn Nets/Miami Heat game. I was enjoying the game but kept feeling my seat shake, and heard a loud rumbling sound coming from under my seat area. I went and found an entrance to the area under the seats and after following the tunnel found an area directly under my seat. It was some large Maintenance room and when I opened the door I found an unusual site. Kevin Durant and Ben Simmons were 69’ing, and A Rod was sitting in a chair, wearing his Yankees uniform, and was jerking off. Durant was on top of Simmons and his ass was laying a millimeter from Simmons nose. He kept ripping enormous farts and there were a few empty buckets of KFC as well as numerous bottles of grape soda all over the place. Now Durant is currently hurt, and Ben Simmons just joined the Nets after refusing to play for the 76’ers, so their presence at least made sense (their ridiculous homosexual antics in a Maintenance room under the seats sure as hell didn’t) but why was A Rod there, and why was he jerking off? When they noticed me Durant generously invited me to join them. Now I’m straight as an arrow but when a future hall of famed invites you to a party you go. Moments later I had my pants off and was farting right in Simmons face, and he moaned with delight at each fart. A Rod kept jerking his tiny cock, and never seemed to get anywhere with it. Simmons then tounged my anus while I hovered over him, and I let loose a nice turd. At the same time Durant gave me a masterful hand job, and I jizzed all over the place! I then got Durante autograph on my buttcheeks and left. I went back to my seat and smiled knowingly whenever a good rumble would shake my seat during the rest of the game!
Waverunner, I don’t know who Ben Simmons is. Nevertheless, Corky would not be happy about this if he found out! A year ago, some random man farted in A-Rod’s face and Corky accused A-Rod of cheating on him as thought A-Rod had set it up. If Corky was angry about that, I’m sure he’d be livid about A-Rod jerking off to two negro NBA players!
Hey gang, I just got back from visiting the colony on Mars. Screech clones are all over the place! Even though the colony only includes a population of maybe 1000 people, there were about 15 rest stops, about one per block. I walked into several men’s rooms at the rest stops and each one had was staffed by a Screech clone working a ms an unpaid bathroom attendant! Each time I walked up to a urinal and started peeing, I felt the Screech clone’s massive hook nose rubbing up against my asscrack, sniffing my stinky ass! I farted a couple different times and each time the Screech clone fell over and started convulsing while jizzing himself in exquisite pleasure!!
I was recently watching episodes of Saved By The Bell: The College Years on Netflix. The show is pretty bad. However, I have to say that the sexual chemistry between Screech and Mr. Rogers (Bob Golic) is pretty hot. There was a Thanksgiving episode of that show where Screech stupidly bought frozen turkeys from a grocery store and didn’t have time to defrost them and cook them to feed needy kids from the “inner city.” For some unexplained reason, almost all of the needy kids from the inner city are white! Anyhow, sports announcer Marv Albert interviewed Mr. Rogers during halftime of an NFL game from the Cal U cafeteria and showed the tv audience that he was feeding the kids turkey jerky instead of a real turkey meal. A few minutes later, many washed up NBC actors showed up to donate their Thanksgiving turkeys to help Mr. Rogers feed the kids, including Marsh Warfield, Jonathan Brandis (the kid from Seaquest who committed suicide), Brian Austin Green, and even Mr. Belding showed up. They each said that they saw the live interview and wanted to help feed the kids. It wasn’t clear how the hell they managed to get to the Cal U cafeteria with full turkey meals after only a few minutes.
There was an extended version of this episode I found on Netflix and in it, Mr. Belding reveals that Mr. Rogers and he were old frat buddies. Then Mr. Belding winked at Mr. Rogers and they each pulled down their pants and underwear as Screech turned to the camera and uttered “Zoinks!” Mr. Rogers and Mr. Belding then proceeded to spit roast Screech. After blowing their kids in Screech’s Jew-fro, Mr. Rogers and Mr. Belding took turns belching in Screech’s face and then farting on his head. Afterwards, they ordered pizza from Domino’s and then Mr. Belding had to drive home. After Mr. B left, Screech serviced Mr. Rogers’s penis and add needs one more time to celebrate the spirit of Thanksgiving.
Toilet Clogger, that was such a hot episode. It reminds me of the episode where Screech gets into a fight with Zack and Slater and decides to move in with Mr. Rogers. He finds that Mr. Rogers is too lazy to walk down the hall to the bathroom and instead just shits on the floor of his room. The floor is littered with empty pizza boxes, Taco Bell wrappers, and dookie. He lets Screech stay with him, and the first night Screech finds out Mr. Rogers likes to sleep nude as he overpowers, then buttslams him. I especially enjoyed when after jizzing in Screech’s ass Mr. Rogers rolled so his ass was on the edge of the bed, then took a huge dump on the floor. He then used Screech’s Zubaz pajamas to wipe his ass with then went to sleep. I believe they dated for the rest of that episode with Mr. Rogers buttslamming Screech every night.
I work at SoFi stadium and on Sunday worked the VIP suites. One of them had room for 16 people, but when I entered there were only 3 people. I recognized A Rod right away, as for some reason he was wearing his old Yankees uniform, but it took me a minute to realize he was with Corky and Mr. Belding. While A Rod seemed excited about the game Mr. B and Corky were watching cartoons. I asked them what I could get them, and let them know I’d be serving them all day. At this Mr. B and Corky got excited and told me they needed unlimited Pizza Hut Pizza, Doritos, Taco Bell, and numerous 2 liters of Mountain Dew, preferable Baja Blast. Mr. Belding then lifted his leg and ripped a nasty 7 second fart. A Rod asked me to see if I could get what they wanted, and tipped me a $50. He said he wanted a shrimp cocktail and a Caesar salad, and some prime rib. Upon hearing this Corky said A Rod was no football fan as real fans ate Doritos, and pizza and tacos. I’m the high end suites most people do eat fancier food. But Corky insisted A Rod was a disgrace. I then left to try and hunt down anything that might make Corky and Mr. Belding happy. I located some pizza, some street tacos, some nacho chips, and some Mountain Dew. When I delivered everything Corky immediately noticed it wasn’t in a Pizza Hut box, nor was there a Taco Bell logo on anything. I tried to explain there wasn’t a Taco Bell or Pizza Hut in the stadium but I’d gotten him food that was likely much tastier. But this time the game was starting and A Rod was sitting outside, while Corky and Mr. B were watching an old episode of Mama’s Family. Corky opened the door to the outside and yelled at A Rod that the food stank and he knew they should have stayed home where he and his best friend could get all the food they liked without being annoyed. When A Rod told Corky he really liked the super bowl and he would take he and Mr. Belding for Taco Bell after the game Corky lost it. He yelled he was hungry now, then went out and belted A Rod in the face, then ripped off his diaper, and began strangling A Rod with it. Mr. Belding waddled over to the door and let loose a 12 second belch to support his friend. Corky then ripped off A Rod’s Yankees pants and began really giving it to A Rod in the ass. People in the booths around them seemed to notice this and began cheering on Corky. I saw J Lo and Ben Affleck watching. J Lo was laughing and pointing, and Affleck was jerking off wildly. After jizzing all over A Rod Corky came back in and began gobbling up the food I had brought. I even saw Mr. Belding eating the food I brought for A Rod! They also went back to watching the old episode of Growing Pains where Stinky Sullivan is eaten by a bear. The rest of the evening I stayed clear of that suite as I could hear non stop belching, farting, and sounds of grunting and buttsex. After the game was over I found the suite covered in diarrhea, piss, jizz, and reeked of an anus. My manager was furious and said A Rod would be getting a huge cleaning bill.
Billy, A-Rod deserved everything Corky did to him at the Super Bowl. He should have planned ahead and had catered Pizza Hut and Taco Bell for Corky and Mr. Belding. It may seem crazy to cater to a group of just three, but Mr. Belding eats as much as 10 normal men and Corky is fat in his own right. A-Rod should have also arranged for a soda machine which serves Mountain Dew and the Baja Blast. I bet that everyone in the vicinity of A-Rod’s luxury box heard the loud butt-slamming which Corky dished out to A-Rod and started masturbating furiously!
Asscrack, he could easily have done that. The super bowl has many super wealthy people that have their suites catered with outside vendors. We also could have put in a soda fountain as that’s a pretty common item. That, or stocked up on their favorite soda in advance. Unfortunately at game time there was no time to arrange the Pizza Hut, Taco Bell, or Baja Blast demands. There are tons of weirdos in LA so we get all kinds of requests. I will say the behavior in A Rod’s suite, with him getting beat up and raped by a 55 year old retard while an obese 70 year old man watched and “cheered” by ripping farts and belching is unusual even for California.
Today I was in a supermarket in Miami when I saw A Rod, Corky, and Mr. Belding. Mr. Belding was driving around in one of those electric scooters, and it seemed it was straining to move his immense frame. The cart attached the scooter was packed with junk food. A lot of hostess products, like Ho Ho’s, Ding Dongs, Twinkies, and cupcakes. Then I saw A Rod who was wearing his uniform for some reason. But even stranger was he was wearing a hook nose, like that guy who did the “Humpty Dance” did. Corky was also there and seemed to be in a foul mood. He was complaining about the scooter Mr. B was on, and how it was too slow for his best buddy and A Rod should have taken them to a better supermarket with fast scooters. When A Rod said the scooters were for handicapped people, and they went slow so no one got hurt Corky became enraged. He said his best friend in the world had a “need for speed” and other handicapped people likely did as well. At this Mr. B leaned off the scooters seat and ripped a gigantic fart in support of this. Corky then punched A Rod in the throat and said he wasn’t buying enough Cool Ranch Doritos and couldn’t even shop right. He then took off the filthiest diaper I’ve ever seen and began strangling A Rod with it. He kept yelling that A Rod was a hooknosed loser, and a a smelly Jew faggot. I found this weird as the hook nose was fake and A Rod isn’t Jewish. Corky then began railing A Rod in the ass and as he pounded away Mr. Belding moved his scooter so his ass was at the same level as A Rod’s head. Mr. B leaned off his scooter and ripped a heinous wet fart which hit me seconds later and made me gag. I’m a straight man, but for some reason I found this scene so erotic, and the stench so manly, that I whipped out my cock and furiously jerked off. A bunch of other customers did the same. Corky continued berating A Rod calling him all kinds of anti semitic names until he jizzed all over A Rod. At this A Rod fell over and Mr. B ran over A Rod’s hand and fake nose with the scooter. As A Rod moaned in pain Corky and Mr. B continued down the aisle throwing all kinds of junk into their shopping cart. I finished jerking odd onto the floor and continued on my way. When I got close to A Rod he begged me to fart in his face, which I did. He then went into convulsions and jizzed his pants. I then got the hell out of dodge. I hope I run into those guys again!
Last year Corky told A-Rod that he wanted to build a museum dedicated to A-Rod. A-Rod thought that it was a great idea and would help rehabilitate his image in the eyes of MLB Hall of Fame voters. A-Rod gave Corky a blank check and told him to spend a couple million on a nice museum. A-Rod assumed that Corky was going to design a museum dedicated to A-Rod’s many accomplishments during his long MLB career and figures that Corky was going to include a lot of his old jerseys and memorabilia.
Corky ended up hiring JM J Bullock as a consultant for the museum design. A-Rod thought it was strange that Corky would hire an actor for this role but thought that a gay man like Bullock would be able to add some artistic flare to the museum design. After six months of construction, the museum finally opened the public. When Corky told A-Rod that the museum was as ready, A-Rod was elated and told Corky how much he loved him for doing such a nice thing for A-Rod.
Corky took A-Rod in a cab to a warehouse in a seedy section of Miami and told A-Rod that they were there. When they walked inside, A-Rod saw an exhibit entitled “A-Rod’s Cock” and showed a mannequin dressed as A-Rod with its Yankees uniform pants down around its ankles, and the mannequin had a tiny baby cock. There was adjacent mannequin which resembled Corky and had a massive cock which hung down to its knees. A-Rod protested that the mannequins were obviously not to scale and Corky replied that A-Rod was a faggot for staring at the cocks of the mannequins.
A-Rod then walked over to a trophy display case and assumed that his MVP, Silver Sluggers, Gold Gloves, and other awards would be in the display case. However, A-Rod was disappointed when he realized that the display case was filled with several shelves of Mr. Belding’s various belching and farting contest awards. There was another shelf which was filled with old Taco Bell food wrappers. When A-Rod asked why his trophies weren’t in the case, Corky replied that nobody cared about his stupid awards and that Mr. Belding’s were far more impressive. A-Rod asked why Corky couldn’t at least have put his awards on the one shelf filled with garbage and Corky replied that the Taco Bell garbage was more interesting.
Corky then pointed A-Rod to an exhibit directed to Mr. Belding’s farting prowess which included informative brochures about pepperoni farts. A-Rod asked why the hell this was in the museum and Corky replied that Mr. Belding was his best friend so obviously he needed an exhibit. Mr. Belding then stood up from a chair and ripped a 15 second fart which smelled like rotting eggs to show his support for Corky.
A-Rod was very sad and disappointed until he was an exhibit entitled “A-Rod’s Video Corner” which had an enlarged photo of A-Rod wearing his famous pink shirt and pants outfit. However, when A-Rod got closer he realized that it was a room where gay porn was being sold. There was also a video playing on a screen showing Corky butt-slamming A-Rod! A-Rod started crying and said that he couldn’t believe Corky would make such a horrible museum. When Corky heard this, he got really mad and yelled that A-Rod was a jerk. Corky then viciously ass-raped A-Rod while Mr. Belding gobbled down a large pie and repeatedly belched and farted to encourage Corky’s attack!
Jerry, A-Rod should have brought his own scooter for Mr. Belding to use. A-Rod was also rude at Corky and Mr. Belding for acting like they were embarrassing him. If A-Rod is going to have access to Corky’s enormous dong, he’s going to have to deal with the occasional rambunctious behavior. How dare he insult Corky and Mr. B!
Gary, that’s a great recap! Corky is such a kind man yet A-Rod is always so disrespectful to him. Corky did his best to make a great museum to A-Rod, but A-Rod failed to show the necessary appreciation which was due. What a turd!
Gary, that is one amazing museum Corky created! I am a little surprised Mr. Beldings “Principal of the Year”, and Corky’s special Olympics medals weren’t displayed. I know no one who would visit an A Rod museum, but I’m betting there are hundreds of thousands if not millions of horny queers who would pay to visit a Mr. B and Corky museum, with a little bit of A Rod like that cool baby dicked mannequin! I’d love to visit the video store gift shop to purchase some spank material consisting of Corky abusing A Rod! It also sounds like Corky put the museum in a great location where deranged queers can have their penis and as needs serviced in the numerous dumpsters, and abandoned buildings normally found in seedy areas of town. Done correctly that place could be a gold mine!
I neglected to mention the bathrooms at the A-Rod museum. There are urinals in the men's room which are shaped like A-Rod's face. Museum patrons feel like they are pissing into A-Rod's mouth when they use one of those urinals! I suspect that many of the more deranged homosexual patrons will take smelly dumps into those urinals.
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Wendy Williama, why are you prejudiced against the gay community? The rest of society has embraced the gay lifestyle. Why haven’t you??? Just because the mere thought of Corky from Life Goes On and Mr. Belding taking tag-team dumps in A-Rod’s mouth and then ripping ass in his face doesn’t mean that I “suck shit.” What is wrong with you?
Wendy, in the day and age when a woman with a penis can crush other women in a swim meet I’d expect you to be more considerate of our alternative lifestyle choices. Just because I enjoy attending pepperoni fart competitions, dumpster parties, and reading the amazing tales of Corky, Mr. B, and A Rod doesn’t make a a bad person. Me jerking off to a hot tale or Corky pinching a loaf in A Rod’s mouth in no way conveys that I am a shit eater like A Rod. Please get with the program!
Hey everyone. I have a question. I’ve always been very attracted to Muammar Gaddafi as he had a very sexy Jew fro and was notorious for eating foods that gave him horrible gas. On this fine board I’ve seen comments that Screech was the son of Neil Diamond. However, there have always been whispers in the gay community that Screech was actually Muammar Gaddafi‘s son. His horrible acting and deranged queer behavior would be good cause for Gaddafi to disown and refuse to admit Screech was his son? Can anyone add anything to this amazing controversy?
Gaddafi Fan, Screech has been rumored to be the son of several different men over the years. The story goes that each of the rumored fathers was so embarrassed of Screech’s horrible acting, ugly looks, and overall douche personality that they disowned him. However, I suspect that he’s the spawn of Satan and was put on earth to destroy western civilization by turning the populations of these countries gay. Screech radiated homosexuality when he was on SBTB and turned many previously straight guys into demented queers.
I heard that Gaddafi was Screech’s birth father, thus the uncanny resemblance. But when Gaddafi saw the baby’s hook nose he disowned him and sent him to the US. There he was adopted by Neil Diamond, who also later disowned him for being a total loser. Screech may be the first person to ever be disowned by two different fathers! Screech was a real loser. I can’t believe aliens felt the need to clone that guy. I’m shocked he’s running around Mars sucking off aliens and other clones. It works he funny if they cloned Gadaffi and he took over Mars and disowned Screech again!
I have solid information that they are cloning other celebrities that passed away. Recently they cloned the guy who played Ernest, and Corey Haim. They successfully completed this on Mars, and have teamed up Ernest, Haim, and Screech to reshoot the unfinished movie the queer community has been waiting for for over 15 years. That of course being “Fart Patrol”. If everyone remembers “Fart Patrol” is a sequel to “Snowboard Academy” that starred Haim and Ernest. “Fart Patrol” was written and partially shot after Ernest died, and had Screech taking over the Ernest role. Imagine the amazing movie all three will make! I’m hoping the billionaires, and government elites don’t hog what will be an amazing movie all for themselves, and I’m hoping it makes it from Mars back to the regular deranged queers on earth. If I hear more about any potential storylines etc I’ll be certain to keep everyone posted.
I am a deranged faggot who is thinking of moving from my current country to the USA where I can frolic naked while wearing blackface. Is this acceptable in your homosexual circles? Also, what area of the US would best suit me? I’m thinking the Castro district in San Francisco might be best. I could wear blackface and tongue buttholes there while spouting off my communist beliefs without mean truckers and others beeping their horns in my face and calling me mean names!
Belchmaster, I would love to see a sitcom filmed with the clone colony on Mars. I envision a sitcom which puts a spin on the Cheers theme. Instead of the bartender being a womanizer like Sam Malone, the bartender on the new sitcom would be a raging queer who jerks off into the beers he is serving at the bar. Also, instead of having a loud-mouthed mailman character, one of the regulars in an annoyed unpaid bathroom attended played by the Screech clone. Screech would patrol the men’s room and sniff the asses of anyone peeing at one of the urinals. The Screech clone would also hand out breath mints and cheer on anyone taking a loud dump. The Screech clone would also be on the receiving end of farts throughout each episode
Anus Goblin, I think you have a fantastic idea! I see the potential for two bartenders, who would work at the same time. A deranged faggot like JM J Bullock could serve the queer patrons, while AC Slater could serve the straight patrons. I’m adding this as I believe Corky and Mr. Belding would be the perfect replacements for Norm and Cliff. Sitting at the end of the bar, constantly belching and ripping ass, while also watching TV and gobbling up snacks. They would also dish out lessons to Screech as he worked as an unpaid bathroom attendant. I could see the opportunity for A Rod to be a queer patron who loved drinking JM J’s jizz drinks, and who would regularly be pummeled by Corky. There could also be an obese female waitress, I’m thinking Shirley from What’s Happening, who would jive talk to customers and queef in their faces if she didn’t like them. I really hope whoever is producing shows on Mars reads this fantastic blog and makes this happen!
Today I soiled myself, then jerked off to Corky’s 1993 calendar. I especially enjoyed June, with the picture of him leaning up against a 1986 Dodge Caravan while wearing a pair of black leather pants, no shirt, and his massive dong hanging out from an open zipper. I am trying to see if the Canadian Space Agency can get me to Mars where I can be the boyfriend of a Corky. I need him to manhandle me.
J Trudeau, you sound like fun - let’s hook up. There’s a popular gloryhole in the second bathroom stall in the men’s room at the truck stop 20 miles east of Ottawa. I’ll blow a huge load of semen for you to gobble down for sustenance! You must be really turned on while thinking of this tremendous opportunity! Let’s get together, buddy!
Hi all, did anyone catch the 5 minute promo for the buff stud ‘plus’ package on the spice.nEtwork?
It had a short segment where corky and mr b were walking upstairs wearing no trousers or underwear and you could see both their bare bum holes and fruit bowls! I nearly jizzed in my pants, but stopped when they announced that they were dropping the sbtb ISS reboot with A Rod due to ‘limp viewing figures’ and apparently teased a hot new sbtb show with screech?! Apparently this is being negotiated with a representative from mars - any ideas anyone?
Ballwhipper, I am so glad that the perverts who control NBC and the Peacock Network decided to clone Screech just so he could appear in a new series as a demented queer! I am looking forward to watching Screech being anally violated in every episode. A sitcom which shows Screech trying to behave as a professional unpaid bathroom attendant only to have random bathroom rip ass in the Screech clone’s face is highly arousing to me.
Anus, do you think Mr B will reprise his role as principal, and will it still be in bayside? I’m not sure if a spin off format will work. I also hear that despite obvious continuity errors it will be set in 1993 still with Zak and the gang trying to pass off as high schoolers at 40 years old
From what you are saying though it is sounding pretty gritty
Ballwhipper, Zack and the gang are nearly 50. Screech would have recently turned 45 and he was by far the youngest. I believe the current ISS reboot is all we are going to get on the SBTB front. But I am excited about a potential Cheers reboot. I could see Mr. B and Corky replacing Norm and Cliff, just sitting there guzzling drink, gobbling up food, and watching tv. Screech would be in the bathroom working as an unpaid attendant. I could see AC Slater working as a bartender for straight people like Corky and Mr. B, while a fruit like JM J Bullock would deliver HIV+ drinks to raging queer patrons like A Rod and Bruce Villanch.
Ballwhipper, that would be crazy if the same actors attempted to reprise their high school roles. In the early 1990s, Kelly was viewed as the hottest girl on the show, but now she would be relegated to a role as an unpopular fat girl since she now appears to weigh about twice as much as she did back then. I suppose she could play Mr. Belding's daughter in a storyline where they compete in a pie-eating contest.
Belchmaster, your comment from a few days ago about the duel bartenders presents a great idea. And I would like to see a rude and obese waitress such as Shirely from What's Happening - I bet that she could belch, fart, and queef on cue! However, I just did a search and discovered that she died in 1999, mostly likely before cloning had been perfected. Unlike Screech, who is obnoxious and annoying without being funny, Shirley was rude and funny. Hopefully someone else just as rude can be hired as the bar's waitress!
I can’t believe Shirley is dead! What a travesty. I’m hopeful that the aliens can come through if there is any DNA of hers left. I really see her clone shining in that role. Just imagine the chemistry between she and A Rod? She would likely punch him in the face, kick him up the ass, say something sassy, then queef on him making him vomit. Corky would watch this from his seat at the bar with Mr. B and run over to accuse A Rod of cheating on him with Shirley’s queef. Then a nice beating and rape would commence, with the laugh track running non stop!
Belchmaster, it also would be funny if every time A-Rod went into the bar, he ordered a green tea or an Arnold Palmer or something like that. But Shirley would always serve him a grape soda regardless of what he ordered. When A-Rod would protest, Shirley would belch, fart, and/or queef in his face with sass!
Too bad Re-Run is dead as well. It would be awesome if he made a guest appearance and Shirley and he pressed their enormous asses to A Rod’s head for complaining that Shirley had messed up his drink order. Re-Run would yell “hey, hey, hey” before he and Shirley simultaneously ripped insanely powerful farts, leaving A Rod’s face dark brown and his hair singed off!
Charles, wasn’t Haywood Nelson the one who said “Hey hey hey” on that show? I don’t remember what Re-Run’s catch phrase was.
But I do remember when they bootleg recorded a Doobie Brothers concert. When Michael McDonald found out, he jabbed Re-Run in the nuts with a dirty heroin needle before ass-raping him!
Anus Goblin, I remembered the same thing until I found this picture of his gravestone.
https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/8010480/fred-berry
This gravestone is hilarious as it uses his “Re-Run” picture, but also includes “hey, hey, hey” at the bottom. Maybe he felt he also had the rights to that catchphrase? Upon seeing this I felt a true opportunity was missed with Screech’s passing. He needed a gravestone just like this one. One that could have one of his many flaming gay portraits, along with “Screech” in place of his middle name, and “Zoinks” at the bottom. I’m sure it would be coated in semen daily from all the crazed deviants wanting to pay their respects!
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