This is a repost of a classic homo-erotic post which was originally posted on an Alex Rodriguez fan blog years ago.
Ruining the friendship
You stared at your friend’s ass as he finished with the toilet and flushed. You took pride in having the guy with the nicest male ass at school as your best friend. His underwear looked like it was going to burst as he walked towards your kitchen. Right before he got to the kitchen he let out a loud four second fart. He then said, “I got some bad heart burn man do you have anything that could help.” You and him were alone at your house for the week so you had to take care of him.“ You took out some Tums from the cabinet and gave them to him. He ate half the container. “I dont think youre supposed to have that much.” I said. “What, I like the gas that it gives me.” He then pushed out a strong ten second fart and sighed in relief. If you only knew Tums made him gassy you would have given him them everyday. Both of you went back to your room to play video games. While you were playing video games he kept farting into your beanbag chair you knew you’re gonna have a jerk off session smelling the chair when he left.
After a few hours of video games and his loud and long farts, you guys decided to call it a night. You kept bragging about how you won almost every game. He then said that you should have a wrestling match to settle it once and for all. Even though you’re half a head taller than him he has more muscle than you so you’re excited to see who wins. You start wrestling on the ground for a while then somehow find yourself wrestling with him on your bed. He had you on your back with his butt on your cock when you made eye contact with him. It was silent for a good second until he accidentally let out a big ten second fart on your cock. He was blushing like a tomato and started to get off when his butt brushed against your hard on. He got off the bed and told you he was going to the bathroom. When he was at the door way he let out a big juicy fart. He was gone for about ten minutes when you got bored and went to check on him. When you reached the bathroom you could hear him sobbing inside. You asked him what was wrong and he said nothing so you opened the door not caring what he was doing. He was just standing there so you hugged him as hard as you could. He kept trying to push you off him but I was too late. You felt his hard on and rubbed it, “So this is what you’ve been hiding?” you said said softly. “I was crying because I felt your hard on and I thought it would never be me.” You stopped hugging him and looked into his eyes all the way into his soul. You didnt waste any time. You started kissing each other like crazy. You then carried him into the room where we kept kissing as you took off your clothes. You had sex with his farting ass so many times that week that you can’t remember. He would keep eating Tums, and everytime you went to sleep you would be spooning him while he farted into the night…
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A-Rod is a total pervert and I hope Corky has Mr. Belding read this to him so he goes into a ‘tard rage and strangles A-Rod with his overflowing diaper.
I bet that A-Rod has beanbag chairs and makes Corky and Mr. Belding eat their daily pizza dinners while sitting in them so that he can sniff the ass sweat soaked into the beanbag chairs while pleasuring himself.
I hope A Rod has a garage sale soon, as I’d like to get my hands on those bean bags! Uggghhhhh, I just lost a load thinking about huffing their musty stink!
I ran into A-Rod at a McDonald’s mens room a few years ago. He was loitering in the bathroom eavesdropping on random strangers taking dumps in the stalls and pissing in the urinals. I kicked his ass when I caught him staring at my cock and I peed in a urinal and the he was raped by a queer Red Sox fan who had just walked into the bathroom.
John Rambo that’s one hell of an erotic tale! Did you join in with that deranged Red Sox fan and rip a few farts in A Rod’s face, piss on his head, or take a dump in his hair? A Rod really needed a lesson for leering at you. I bet he wanted to rip the balls right out of your pants. It’s a sad thing that a Vietnam vet like yourself can’t take a piss or a dump in a public restroom without being accosted by an MLB player trying to get his rocks off. I had the same thing happen to me but with Albert Pujols. He was taking a nasty shit in a Taco Bell urinal, and I used the stall. I could then see an eyeball pressed against the crack in the stall while I did my business and knew it has to be him. The weirdo was even wearing his uniform! I only wish I could have kicked his ass like you did to A Rod!
I met A Rod at a sports awards show. I was in the bathroom taking a whiz, when that deranged weirdo, who was wearing his Yankees uniform, stood next to me at urinal and leered at my cock. He didn’t even try to hide it by pretending to take a piss himself. He just stood there like he was in a trance. I told Charles Barkley about it and he said if A Rod had done that to him he would have beat him senseless, then ass raped him. Lucky for A Rod I’m a lot calmer then Chuck is.
Last night Corky and A-Rod were watching "Road House" on tv. Corky remarked that the movie should be remade today and that since Patrick Swayze died from AIDS a few years ago, Corky should be the bouncer. A-Rod asked Corky what the hell he was talking about and pointed out that Patrick Swayze died from pancreatic cancer, not AIDS. A-Rod also said that Corky was fat and out of shape and that nobody would believe that someone with Down's Syndrome was a tough guy bouncer. A-Rod then said that it was one of the dumbest things Corky had ever said that that he was now dumber for having heard it. A-Rod said that Corky needed to make up for wasting his time by dropping his sweatpants and diaper so that A-Rod could fondle Corky's enormous dong. Corky got mad when he heard A-Rod's rude comments and slapped him right in the face! Mr. Belding paused while eating spoonfuls of fruit punch Gatorade powder from a huge canister to lift his leg and rip a 12-second fart to show his support for Corky. Corky then proceeded to punch A-Rod in the balls repeatedly before viciously ass-raping him!!
Gary, that was one hell of a story! A Rod was a total jackass as usual. Corky would be a terrific bouncer, as he’s extremely lovable and very few people would want to anger him. Those that did would have to deal with Corky’s ‘tard rage, and Mongo strength. I for one would not want to be on the receiving end of a Corky beat down. A Rod knows this first hand, as Corky regularly beats the shit out of him, then ass rapes him at will. He even learned a lesson that same moment as Corky used his balls as a speed bag for his fists of fury. A Rod is one washed up loser, who has been reduced to making fun of lovable Corky, huffing the skid marked underwear of Mr. Belding, and getting ass raped against his will by a late 50’s ‘tard.
Hello, I am a writer for the New York Times. I am currently working on a story about people with fart fetishes. While researching the issue, I came across this blog post. I was wondering if the author of the story could provide additional details. Specifically, the story seems to indicate that the guy who let releasing farts was staying over at his friend’s house for the week and that they were just good friends until their wrestling match where the one guy farted on the other guy’s cock and then they realized that they were gay for each other. However, the part that does not make sense is the first sentence where The author wrote that he was staring at his friend’s ass while the friend was using the toilet. Was the author in the bathroom with the friend while the friend was on the toilet taking a dump??? Or was he spying on his friend in the bathroom through a hidden camera?
-New York Times Reporter
P.S. Does the beanbag chair still have the stench of anus? If so, can I stop by to sniff it - it would be helpful to smell the aroma as I write this human interest piece.
Hi guys. I manage a Red Roof Inn in Fargo ND. About 15 years ago we had Louie Anderson, Screech and Mr. Belding check in. I knew they were doing a couple shows at a local comedy club. Mr. Belding and Screech were sharing a room with a king sized bed which I thought was unusual, and Louie was put next door to them. Around 2 in the morning I got a call from an upset night manager who told me there had been numerous complaints from guests staying near their rooms. She told me that after their shows they had returned with numerous bags of McDonalds, Taco Bell, and multiple large pizzas. She said they all headed to Louis’s room and soon after ridiculously loud farts began emanating from the room. This was followed by extremely loud and long belches, as well as the sound of gay porn being blasted on the TV. All of this was peppered by repeated “Zoinks” which seemed to be screamed as loud as possible. I asked her to take the phone up to the room and put it on speaker phone so I could listen. It was absurd. I heard exactly what she described as well as the sound of buttslamming which I was unsure was happening in the room or was part of the gay porn they were listening to. But the buttslamming did seem to be in a rhythm with the “Zoinks”. I told her to just move the angry guests to new rooms and offer them a discount rather then have her enter whatever the heck was going on in that room. On Monday when I got in they had checked out, and we went to check the rooms. Mr. Belding and Screech is room was disgusting with garbage everywhere and the sheets had obviously been used by someone to wipe their dirty ass. But it was nothing compared to Louis’s room. There was garbage everywhere and the room stank like an anus. Shit coated the walls and floor as well as the entire bathroom. There were chunks of Jew fro on the floor, as well as blood, piss, jizz and more shit. There was a pair of soiled Zubaz crammed in the toilet which had clogged it. There were at least 50 boxes of various McDonalds food, a few of which contained turds. Someone had been so lazy instead of using the bathroom they crapped in a McDonalds box. It took weeks to properly clean the room and get the carpet and most fixtures and furniture replaced. The best part is Screech’s credit card was declined. When we called to check on it we found out he only had a $5 limit! At least Louie’s card worked for his room. Is that how celebrities behave? We don’t see many in Fargo.
Manager, that is one crazy story! I’ve heard about Louie Anderson’s exploits before, but I didn’t know that he hooked up with Screech at one point. His Jew-fro must have grown quickly - it seems like his sexual partners often ripped out chunks of it while giving him rough anal, yet it was always poofy in all of the photos I’ve ever seen.
I was in a Boy Scout troop with Screech back in 1988. Screech’s parents thought that being in Boy Scouts would help normalize their kid, but they were certainly wrong about that. I remember this one time when the troop was out on a camping trip and Screech slept in one of the tents which only had an opening in the front. Screech thought he was a big star because he had been on “Good Morning, Miss Bliss” and wouldn’t let anyone else sleep in his tent with him. So on the first night, Screech fell asleep and then everyone would go up to the front of his tent and rip powerful and smelly farts into his tent opening! I distinctly remember watching the middle-aged troop leader tell everyone that he’d had enough of the harassment of Sceeech just before dropping his pants and ripping a loud 12-second fart into Screech’s tent and then zipping up the flap in the front of the tent, trapping his fart inside the tent where Screech was trying to sleep!!! The next day, Screech was crying to the troop leader about the way he was being treated and the troop leader punched Screech in his hook nose before buttslamming him as Screech uttered “Zoinks!” with each anal thrust!!!
Elliot, it’s amazing how annoying Screech was, even in real life! He deserved those farts and ass raping. It sounds like you had a fantastic Scout Master. I mean who else would encourage farting and raping an annoying jackass who demanded his own tent? You’d think that lesson would have taught Screech a few lessons, but unfortunately it didn’t. It seems those farts just made Screech more deviant and annoying as he grew up. I wondered what Screech’s parents thought when they picked him up from that camping trip and found him beaten up? I bet they were totally disgusted with him, and felt the Scoutmaster had done them a favor by punching him in the face, then buttslammed him when he started whining. I’m not sure that would fly today, but who knows?
CHUD, I was another kid in the Boy Scout troop, not the Scout Master. Our Scout Master was Mr. Johnson - unfortunately I can’t remember his first name. He taught us all lessons. He taught me how to light a fire and shoot an arrow with a bow. He obviously taught Screech a different lesson - to shut his mouth and stop being so annoying! I earned a merit badge with my archery and fire starting skills. I’m not sure whether being on the ass end of wet farts or rough anal earned Screech any merit badges.
Elliot, you may have misunderstood my comment. I said it sounded like you had a fantastic Scout Master. Not that you were the Scoutmaster. I was also Im Scouts and we had some annoying kids as well. But nothing like Screech. Screech must have brought together the rest of your troop, as I bet everyone enjoyed ripping farts into his tent, and watching your Scoutmaster teach Screech a lesson about being selfish and annoying. I’ve heard unconfirmed stories that Screech also went to chess camp and was so annoying the other kids jammed chess pieces up his ass.
CHUD, sorry - I misread your post. But the crazy thing about Screech is how naive and almost child-like he was. I remember the Scout Master trucking Screech into believing that there was a Human Anatomy merit badge and then taking off all of his clothes and making Screech identify his body parts and bring him to orgasm. He also told Screech that in order to earn a Bowling merit badge, Screech would have to let him lodge a bowling pin up Screech’s ass - how stupid was Screech??
Hey gang, I grew up in Southern California and played in the same little league organization as Screech. Everyone knew who he was from some of the acting roles he had, but his dad thought that he would benefit from a team sport so he could get some exercise and make some friends. Back in the summer of 1988, Screech played on the Lions little league team. He was a right fielder, which is the position where teams usually stuck their worst players. When Screech came up to bat, he would usually strike out because he was so uncoordinated. But his hook nose was so large that it would often block part of home plate and he got hit in the nose fairly regularly. He would also get hit elsewhere fairly often as nobody liked him and they would sometimes intentionally throw at Screech. One time he was at bat and got drilled in the ribs with a 45-mph fastball, which really wasn't all that fast, although Screech did yelp, "Zoinks!" Screech eventually got up and walked to first base. The next batter bunted and Screech ran to second base. As Screech neared second base, he tripped on a small rock and stumbled, running right into the second baseman, who was waiting for a throw from the catcher. As Screech stumbled, he tried to brace himself for a collision with the second baseman and his massive hook nose ran into the second baseman's ass! The umpire called Screech out for interference and Screech protested. The umpire told Screech that he had sexually assaulted the second baseman with his hook nose and that he'll be lucky if he doesn't go to jail for it! Screech said that the call was terrible and then the umpire punched Screech in the Adam's Apple and Screech fell to the ground in pain. The umpire and the second basement then sat on Screech's head and ripped loud farts! Screech felt relief when he saw his own coach jog out from his team's dugout because he assumed that the attack was over. Screech's relief quickly turned to terror when his coach fist-bumped the umpire and then they spit-roasted Screech while parents in the stands, including Screech's own dad, watched and pleasured themselves at the sight!!
Smiddy, can you confirm that Screech took his uniform and had “Zoink Man” put on the back so everyone would know he was on SBTB? I had also heard he had his own flaming gay pink bat with stickers or Slater, Belding, and Mr. B all over it? What a total weirdo!
Screech didn’t have a pink bat. He did, however, ride a faggy pink girl’s bike which had a basket in the front and also had a little bell he would ring - he looked unbelievably gay when he would ride around on that bike!
I also remember him carrying a water bottle and his glove in a white tote bag which had a giant photo on himself on the side. This one time we lost a game and the coach thought it was Screech’s fault because he made four errors in the field and struck out five time. So coach got some payback by taking a huge smelly dump in Screech’s tote bag!
A-Rod is lucky to have Corky and doesn’t appreciate how rare it is to find love with an oversexed mid-50s retard who has a massive dong. If I was Corky’s lover, I would make sure he was sexually satisfied and would service his peepee and anus needs constantly. I am a gay man and enjoy dressing as a woman from time to time - it would be fun to role play with Corky and let him use my holes for his sexual pleaure.
A couple days ago, Mr. Belding was eating his standard lunch of three large deep dish pizzas washing it down with bread-sticks and several 2-liters of Mountain Dew. Now that it is spring and the temperature is warming up, Mr. Belding has been sweating more than normal. It should not be surprising to anyone that a morbidly obese 400-lb man such as Mr. Belding sweats constantly. In any event, Mr. Belding sometimes forgets to shower or change his underwear and frequently will go a full week without showering or changing clothes, resulting in some rank odors. He typically rips about 150 farts per day as a result of his poor diet and obesity, so the accumulation of 1050 farts into a single pair of sweat-soaked underwear during a week produces quite a pungent odor. After finishing his lunch, Mr. Belding grabbed a can of cake frosting and a spoon and went into A-Rod's den to watch Die Hard with Corky. Corky noticed that Mr. Belding was smelly and suggested he might want to take a shower and wash his clothes. Mr. Belding then stripped naked and threw his 62-in XXL Hanes underwear into A-Rod's washing machine and started a wash cycle - the underwear had bright yellow pee stains in the front and dark brown dookie stains in the back! Mr. Belding then hopped in the shower to rinse off. While he was in the shower, the washing machine started moving around because the large single paid of underwear caused the load to be unbalanced. A-Rod heard the noise and went to go see what the problem was. A-Rod opened up the washing machine lid and pulled out the underwear and said, "Eww!" Corky happened to be walking past the laundry room on his way the the kitchen to grab some candy to eat and saw A-Rod holding up Mr. Belding's underwear. Corky then accused A-Rod of trying to steal Mr. B's underwear! Corky told A-Rod he was a pervert and that he was sniffing his best friend's underwear like a big homo. A-Rod informed Corky that he wasn't sniffing the underwear but was instead trying to balance the load in the washing machine. Corky called A-Rod a dirty liar and then punched him in the balls! Corky then stomped on A-Rod's chest and then ass-raped A-Rod to teach him a lesson!
And some people say Mr. B isn’t a class act. Look how when his best chum lets him know his odor is a bit offensive he immediately takes action. Only to have that sullied by a depraved degenerate who sought out his soiled underpants in order to huff their stench and get his rocks off. No one believes A Rod needed to “check” the washing machine. He was likely spying on Corky and Mr. B and grabbed those dookie and urinal stained underpants the moment he could. Thankfully Corky was on the prowl and put a quick end to it.
I was a member of Pablo Escobar’s drug gang in the 90’s. Many days we would watch Saved by the Bell The New Class and laugh at Screech for being such a giant loser. The boss loved when Mr. B would put Screech on unpaid bathroom duty, and did the same to people who annoyed him. He also liked when Mr. B would teach Screech lessons by pounding his asshole. Pablo occasionally did the same thing to our enemies when they were caught. Pablo was a fat guy who loved eating burritos and other gas producing foods, and he would press his ass to peoples faces and let one fly. No one dared say a thing as he was el jefe!
Pops, you are correct about Mr. Belding being a total class act - he immediately hopped in the shower and washed his filthy underwear when Corky informed him that his odor was becoming offensive. And Corky was totally in the right for serving up that beating and raping to A-Rod. Perhaps A-Rod was innocently checking on his washing machine, but why was A-Rod being so secretive about it unless he wanted to sniff the pee and doodoo stains??
Henchman, Saved By The Bell was also very popular within the American prison system. Prisoners were only permitted to watch a few shows and SBTB was one of them. They would glue pubes onto the head of a prison bitch and pretend that he was Screech and they were either Mr. B or one of the cool kids while really giving it to "Screech," right in the ass!
Ass Breath, I totally remember the show prison show OZ portraying exactly that! If I remember correctly Schillinger and his Nazi gang glued their pubes to Tobias Beecher’s head and began calling him Screech. Then at night Schillinger would fart in Beecher’s face, then pound his butthole! It was kind of amazing how SBTB the New Class became such a staple in the US prison system!
Chuck, that Oz episode was from the second season? I do remember that and it was taboo when it aired, although it could probably air on network TV under today's standards.
I saw an episode of the prison show, "Lockup," a few years ago where there was a similar incident. There was a weird-looking prisoner who had a hook nose. The prisoner wasn't Jewish liked Screech, but apparently had been punched in the face so many times that his nose was now permanently deformed. That prison would annoy the crap out of everyone so he horny gay cell-mate made him a bitch and pimped him out of the other prisoners. They shaved his head and would gather up their own pubes and random pubes they found on the floor in the shower. After they had enough pubes, they would glue them onto the prison bitch's head and they referred to him as Screech. That prisoner really didn't look much like Screech even with the pubes on his head, but the guy interviewing the prison bitch certainly thought it was funny and he burst out laughing during the interview.
Hey gang, I heard a rumor that there is going to be a cartoon character in an animated Disney movie which is based on Screech. Apparently, the transsexuals who work at Disney are going to include Screech in a new animated Pirates of the Caribbean movie. Screech will be discovered on an island and with be captured and taken onto a pirate ship as “booty.” And Screech will be the ship’s booty in more ways than one! The animated Screech character will service the penis and ass needs of all of the horny gay pirates on the ship and will inhale wet farts from all of the pirates. Apparently Taco Bell paid for a product placement because there is a Taco Bell Express on the ship, which is kind of strange because o thought that the movies were based in the early 1700s. In any event, eating the greasy Taco Bell gives the primates some potent farts which they repeatedly expel into Screech’s face. It seems like a strange idea for an animated movie for kids, but maybe I’m just out of touch.
Ass Breath, I have that episode on a bootleg VHS. I don’t think they ever played that episode again. I love when they showed a guy in prison for some white collar crime was dressed as Maxwell Nerdstrom, and was the bitch of an AC Slater. Yet even the Nerdstrom was much higher then the Screech, and was able to fart in the Screech’s face and make him clean his ass after he took a dump!
Gregor, it is a strange world we live in. I’m not surprised Disney is finally catering to the queer community. They need a Pirates of the Caribbean that shows the truth. That there were Taco Bell express’s on their ships, and they regularly kidnapped dudes and ass plundered them while other pirates ripped taco fueled nasty farts in their faces!
Chuck, I heard that there is a scene in the Pirates of the Caribbean cartoon movie in which Screech is locked in a windowless closet on the ship. There is an obese character who kind of looks like Mr. Belding and who gorges on tacos at the Tavo Bell Express on the ship on a daily basis. There are several scenes where the obese character unlocks the closet and Screech assumes he’s finally being freed. However, instead of freeing Screech, the obese character rips a 12-second wet fart into the closet and then quickly leaves and locks the door behind himself, trapping his rank fart in the closet with Screech as Screech gasps for fresh air and repeatedly utters “Zoinks!”
It is hard to believe that 20 years ago, A-Rod appeared to be on the fast track to the baseball Hall of Fame. He was one of the best players in the game and was putting up some huge stats. Today he is bossed around by a ‘tard in his mid-50s whose is also his gay lover. A-Rod’s current job is to satisfy Corky’s sexual desires and to act as a human air filter to clean the air in his house by deeply inhaling all of the heinous farts ripped by Corky and his best friend, Mr. Belding!
To me the best part is A Rod’s gay lover Corky isn’t gay! Only A Rod is gay. With Corky insisting he’s straight as an arrow, and A Rod is the deranged queer. I enjoy that Corky and Mr. B have taken over A Rod’s house and let their friends and relatives stay there. I love when Rod Belding, Mr. Horton and Dudley, Zoinks and Zubaz Diamond, and others crash for a few days (or in the case of Rod a few months). It would be funny if Carrot Top moved in as well, as I’ve heard he’s Corky’s favorite comedian.
Hey all. I worship Carrot Top. I wish he was still in his roid phase as he was a total beefcake. I wonder if he and A Rod ever shot each other up, then buttslammed each other? I was once on the Vegas strip at a dumpster party behind the McDonald’s when CT showed up and like 5 dudes went to town on him. I could see his dong was miniscule but he had a massive orange pube bush. He also had a super hairy ass. Whenever I’m in Vegas I go to his shows and toss my dirty underpants at him, along with my phone number. Most times he calls and we hook up by an Arby’s. He’s a really classy guy.
Carrot Top Fan, I stayed at the Luxor Hotel a couple years ago when Carrot Top was doing nightly shows at the casino. One night I walked down the hall from my hotel room to get a bucket of ice from the machine. While I was halfway down the hall, I heard a rumbling sound against one of the doors in the hallway and it was accompanied by a pungent odor. I was worried that there might be a gas leak, so I called down to the front desk. I was informed that Carrot Top was in that room and that he had a history of standing naked with his ass next to the door and would rip powerful farts against the door whenever he heard someone walking by! He is obviously some kind of pervert! The next day, my wife and I walked past his door to get to the elevator and we heard what sounded like a long high-pitched fart immediately followed by loud butt-slamming! It was so weird, but the strangest thing was the next day when I saw Carrot Top walk out of his room with A-Rod - were they hooking up at the time???
Hey gang, I just discovered that the Mr. Horton episodes of Diff’rent Strokes are available to watch for free on the Roku Channel app and website. They are from season 5, episodes 16 and 17. It is amazing how gay Mr. Horton was for Dudley. Although he was viewed as a creepy weirdo when this episode aired in the early 80s, this episode would not even be taboo today and Mr. Horton would be viewed as a lovable weirdo.
Toilet Clogger, I absolutely believe that’s likely. One time when we were hooking up at an Arby’s dumpster I asked if he wanted to grab a few Beef N Cheddars afterwards. He told me he wanted to but he was meeting up with a big time MLB player to discuss the best “supplements”. I then ripped a really good fart in his face as he tounged my butthole. The next day I saw a news article mentioning A Rod was in town. I didn’t hear from CT the rest of my trip which was odd. Next time I’m ass-slamming him I’m going to ask him about that. I’ll withhold my farts until he gives me a straight answer.
Carrot Top Fan, A-Rod must have been meeting up with Carrot Top for some gay hijinks. I’m guessing that this was before A-Rod and Corky started their relationship? If not, Corky will throw A-Rod a beating and rape him for being a dirty cheater!
I recently discovered a “lost” episode from the third season of Saved By The Bell. There was an episode where the SBTB kids were working over the summer at the Malibu Sanda beach resort. In the episode, Mr. Carosi was organizing a bicycle race for guests and asked Screech to go pick up several bicycles from a bicycle shop near the beach. So Screech drove a resort minivan to the bicycle shop to get the bikes. When he arrived at the bicycle shop, he met the owner, a friendly balding man in his 60s named Mr. Horton. Mr. Horton informed Screech that he was one of his first customers as he had only recently opened the shop. Mr. Horton said that he used to operate a bicycle shop in New York City back in the early 1980s before being run out of town on trumped up charges. Screech had no idea what Mr. Horton was referring to but asked for the bicycles. Mr. Horton said that his employee, Dudley, would bring the bikes around to the front but that while they were waiting, perhaps they could enjoy a snack of ice cream and wine. Screech said that it was ok with him. Mr. Horton then scooped out two big scoops of ice cream into a bowl and topped it with chocolate sauce, sprinkles, and Quaalude pills. After Screech ate one of the scoops, he said, “Zoinks! I feel dizzy.” Mr. Horton suggested that Screech hop in the shower with him so that they could play a round of “Neptune: King of the Sea” and told Screech that he would love it. So Mr. Horton helped Screech into the shower where he proceeded to anally sodomize Screech during the Neptune game. That episode was kind of weird because the laugh track was running the entire time and the laughter during the shower scene reached a crescendo! After they got out of the shower, Screech was still a little loopy, so Mr. Horton ripped a 12-second wet fart in his face to wake Screech up. Screech finally left the shop and Dudley helped put the bicycles into the minivan for Screech. When Screech got back to the resort, Mr. Carosi docked Screech’s pay for half a day because he was so late. Mr. Horton had called over to the resort to inform Mr. Carosi that Screech was running late because he had taken a break to eat ice cream and play a game with Mr. Horton! Screech sure got screwed over in that episode!!!
Ass Breath, what an amazing recap! I definitely believe that was a test by hard nosed boss Mr. Carosi to see if Screech would slack off the first chance he got. That was really nice of Mr. Horton to go along with it. What dedicated employee has time to “eat ice cream and drink wine” while on the job?! Screech wasn’t even 21, so drinking wine was illegal, and he’s lucky Mr. Horton didn’t call the police about that. I’m glad Mr. Horton taught Screech a good lesson by ass raping him after feeding him ludes. Even better was he quickly reported Screech’s slacking off and poor behavior to Mr. Carosi. Mr. Carosi sure knew how to keep tabs on his employee and ensure he got their best efforts! Unfortunately Screech was a slug and likely learned little from that lesson.
Screech is an idiot. Why would he eat ice cream which was topped with pills? It is as if he wanted to be sexually assaulted by Mr. Horton! I, personally, would not consume ice cream offered to me by a creepy bicycle shop owner if I saw that it was topped with Quaaludes, but maybe that is just me.
Toilet Clogger, that idiot Screech likely believed it was some kind of candy. He was a real moron. What a normal person would see was obviously some kind of pill, Screech would barely look at as he gobbled it up. Stranger to me was the wine. Ice cream makes little sense, but who the hell drink wine in the middle of the day with some strange old man they just met? It was funny that the producers intended that originally to be a “very special episode” but after it was filmed realizing it was comedy gold. No one felt bad for that jackass Screech.
Guys, many are not aware as the episode was only shown once, and was included as an Easter egg in the first printing of the DVD, but Mr. Horton also appeared in another episode that was nearly identical. There was an episode during the new class where they all worked at a county club. Mr. Belding for some reason was the club manager and sent Screech to pick up bikes for the members to ride on trails around the club. Screech took a van and again went to the bicycle shop. He had no recollecting of every being there before and was greeted by Mr. Horton who was in his 70’s by this time, and Dudley who was just wearing a pair of underoos. When Screech told him he was there to pick up the clubs bikes Mr. Horton told Dudley to go get the bikes and load them in the van. He then told Screech they should relax while Dudley did that and should watch some cartoons, drink wine, and eat ice cream. Screech agreed and told him Shera was his favorite cartoon. Mr. Horton got annoyed at this and said he preferred “adult” cartoons. He then turned on some pornographic cartoons, got some wine, and gave screech a bowl of ice cream with nothing but multicolored pills all over it. Screech kept yelling “Zoinks” at the cartoons which annoyed Mr. Horton, who told Screech to eat his ice cream before it melted. Screech complied and drank the wine and all the ice cream, then said he felt sleepy. Mr. Horton told him he needed to wake up as it was almost time to take the bikes back and said a nice shower would invigorate him. They went in the shower and Mr. Horton told Screech it was time for a game of “Neptune King of the Sea”. He then buttslammed Screech who yelled “Zoinks” about a hundred times, while the laugh track blasted. I’m not sure but I could swear at one point I saw Mr. Belding peering in the bathroom window from outside and laughing hysterically. Mr. Horton told Screech his massive Jew fro needed for be washed and pissed in it, then farted in his face. He then helped Screech towel off and got him some coffee. Dudley came back, still just wearing underoos and told Screech the bikes were all loaded up. Screech was still pretty drugged up and drove erotically back to the country club almost hitting numerous other cars, during which the laugh track roared. When he got back to the club Mr. B was furious it had taken him so long, and said he could smell booze on Screech’s breath. He said if the members smelled it Screech would be fired and the only way to cover it up was for Screech to eat his ass. He then dropped his pants and sat on Screech’s face while ripping numerous farts. Screech again yelled “Zoinks” repeatedly, and in the middle of this the head member from WKRP in Cincinnati came in and asked what the hell was going on. Mr. B said Screech had attacked him and was a degenerate queer. They then spitroast Screech to teach him a lesson, then fired him for being an alcoholic queer deviant. Mr. B was then picked up by Mr. Horton and Dudley for a night on the town while Screech was left laying in a heap. There was some real continuity issues here as the next episode Screech was still working there and no one ever mentioned bikes or Mr. Horton again!
I need corky's penis in my asshole more than the deserts miss the rain. (and that's alot, b.t.w.)
Barf, that was a great episode. The writers of the New Class clearly ran of ideas and recycled plots from previous episodes of SBTB (they also copied plots from some gay pornos). It made no sense for a high school principal to be doing low level work at a country club along with Screech and high school kids during the summer. Even back in the late 1990s, a high school principal at a public high school in a wealth California school district was probably making close to $200k, so why did Mr. Belding work a summer job at like $5/hour plus tips?
Perhaps Mr. Belding only took that summer job so that he could trick Screech into getting into situations where Screech ended up being ass-raped? It was fantastic when Mr. Belding peered into the window when Mr. Horton was having his way with Screech and laughed his ass off instead of saving Screech - I think that everyone here would have laughed and rubbed one out at the sight!!
I was a nationally ranked wrestler when I was in high school. Prior to starting college where I received a wrestling atheistic scholarship, I attended a summer wrestling camp where I learned some new moves. There was a number of other top high school and collegiate wrestlers at the camp. But imagine my surprise when Screech also made an appearance. It was so weird because Screech was scrawny and looked like he might not even be able to do 5 push-ups. On the first day, I was unfortunately matched with Screech and had to wrestle him. He had a giant poofy and greasy Jew-fro at the time as well as some eye-watering b.o. Also, unlike everyone else at the camp, Screech refused to wear underwear beneath his wrestling singlet. I threw him around like a rag doll on the wrestling mat that day, repeatedly knocking the wind out of him and ripping out chunks of his Jew-fro. However, that little queer obviously enjoyed the action because he had a boner the entire time - it was noticeable even though his cock was really small. At the end of the day, I told Screech that he needed to shower because he b.o. was intolerable and that he also needed to put on a pair of underwear and stop being such a faggot. Screech thanked me for the advice and then suddenly yanked down my singlet and underwear and started licking my sweaty asshole! I'm as straight as an arrow and am now married to a beautiful woman. However, I have to admit that he tongued my anus like an expert rim goblin and I blew my load within seconds.
Over the weekend, A-Rod took Corky and Mr. Belding to a pizzeria for dinner. Mr. Belding ordered several deep dish pizzas for a few pitchers of Mountain Dew for the table. When the waiter brought the pizzas to the table, Mr. Belding cut a slice for Corky and three slices for himself. A-Rod then reached for his own slice and when Corky saw this he slapped A-Rod in the face and asked what he was doing. A-Rod replied that he wanted to eat some pizza. Corky said that the pizza was only for he and his best friend, Mr. Belding, and that if A-Rod was hungry, he would have to eat his and Mr. Belding’s farts and belches. A-Rod responded that he needed to eat and that farts and belches aren’t meals. Corky told A-Rod he was an idiot and then leaned away from A-Rod and ripped a 5-second fart and then said, “enjoy.” A-Rod said that Corky didn’t understand nutrition and that farts and belches have no calories. Mr. Belding lifted his right leg and ripped a heinous 14-second fart to express his displeasure with A-Rod’s annoying questioning. Corky then got mad and punched A-Rod in the face and then in the balls! Corky proceeded to add-rape A-Rod while Mr. Belding stuffed his face with three slices of pizza and then unleashed an epic 10-second 85-dB belch! After blowing his load, Corky grabbed a breadstick and lodged it up A-Rod’s anus and then told him to eat that. A-Rod started crying while Mr. Belding laughed hysterically!
A Rod is a total jackass. He should have been grateful that Corky had thought of his dietary needs and had gotten Mr. B on board to provide the needed farts and belches. Corky certainly taught A Rod a good lesson by making him eat a breadstick in reverse! Those best buddies in action is one of the coolest things ever. A Rod is a crappy 3rd wheel who is only good for his Amex black card!
I’m glad I found this board. As if further explains something that happened today. I was at a Miami Bentley dealer looking for a new car. I wanted a new Continental GT, but was told I’d have to wait quite awhile to get a new one. The salesman instead told me I’d be better off getting a used on, and really pushed me towards one specific car. The outside was fantastic, and I was really interested. The car was only two years old and was in a color I liked and everything. He was also willing to give me a great price. I got suspicious when without even looking at the interior, offering a test drive, or anything else he got very pushy to “write up the paperwork”. He tried telling me the keys were missing at first. But then he went and “ found” them. He told me the car had been owned by a former MVP winning baseball player, then opened the door. The smell of baked ass hit me right in the face. When I looked instead I could see even though the car was detailed there were mysterious brown stains all over the seats and ceiling. When I say the car stank it freaking reeked. I saw numerous people across the showroom crinkle their noses as the smell traveled across the room. I then asked him who the hell owned the car and he told me A Rod had recently traded it in. He told me he was sure the smell would go away over time, and reminded me I was getting a great deal. I told him I wouldn’t take the car for free, then headed to the bathroom where I was accosted by some skinny weirdo in multi colored pants and a giant Jew fro. He was their bathroom attendant I suppose and greeted me with “Zoinks” then leered at me taking a piss. He tried ripping down my pants and I kicked him in the face and got the hell out of there. I googled A Rod and his Bentley and found this informative site. It seems Corky and Mr. B really destroyed that car by farting and taking dumps in it. They really got A Rod good! That car isn’t worth $50! When I got home my wife was annoyed I hadn’t gotten a new car, but I took care of that by leaping into the air and ripping ass in her face.
Rich Guy, was that Bentley being sold on consignment? If not, why the hell did the dealer even take A-Rod’s Bentley as a trade-in or otherwise buy it from him? Were there chunks of Jew-fro on the floor mats or Corky’s used diapers in the glove box?
Phil, it was definitely not on consignment. It has been taken as a trade in. I’m sure A Rod bought a new Bentley. They likely gave him next to nothing for the car based off the interior. I didn’t see any Jew fro chucks, but Corky had written his name in Doo Doo on the headliner in at least two places, as well as “A Rod is Fagit”. I have no idea why they didn’t replace the entire interior. Instead they just had it detailed, which helped lighten the stains, but they were still very visible. I didn’t even get to open the glove or trunk as the smell was so repulsive I just stuck my head in quickly and glanced around. That dealer should be ashamed of themselves for trying to trick me into buying that car, as well as having a deviant as a bathroom attendant. I won’t be returning. I’m heading to palm beach today to go to another Bentley Dealership. Hopefully they have cars that some ‘tard hasn’t shit all over.
Last night Corky told A-Rod that Mr. Belding was feeling sad about the death of Screech and he wanted to cheer him up. A-Rod relied that perhaps 15 chocolate cakes would make Mr. Belding’s fat ass feel better. Corky got really upset at A-Rod’s comment and was about to throw him a beating until he saw a package of candy on A-Rod’s desk and got so distracted that he forgot he was mad. Then Corky told A-Rod that if he used Mr. Belding’s dirty underwear as a pillow case on his bed, that would cheer up his best buddy. A-Rod asked why putting Mr. Belding’s stinky underwear on his pillow would make Mr. Belding feel better and questioned why that could possibly be related to Mr. Belding’s mood. A-Rod also asked whether it had to be the pillow that he slept on. Corky replied that of course it had to be the pillow A-Rod slept on and that A-Rod was an idiot for even asking. Corky also pointed out that he would take pictures of A-Rod sleeping on the dirty underwear pillowcase and would sell them to a newspaper to make money to buy Mr. Belding some pizzas and that would make him feel better. Corky also said that a photo of A-Rod asleep with Mr. Belding’s pee and dookie stains under his face would be a valuable photo and that A-Rod could use it as his Facebook picture. A-Rod replied that Corky seemed to be more retarded than normal and asked Corky to pull down his pants so A-Rod could fondle Corky’s massive dong. Corky was so annoyed that he punched A-Rod in the Adam’s Apple and then ripped off his Yankees uniform pants and ass-raped A-Rod to teach him respect!!
I just saw a strange episode on Peacock Plus Extreme. It seemed it was filmed around the time of the New Class as Screech was older and had a huge Jew fro. When the episode started it had a title “The Truth of the Chernobyl Disaster”. Screech and Mr. Belding were on a plane to Russia. Next thing we know we are watching some surveillance footage of them by the Chernobyl Nuclear Power plant and the screen claims it’s April 26th, 1986. Screech and Mr. B are engaging in some grab ass right outside a reactor and you can see a giant cooling tower in the background. Then for some reason Mr. B punches Screech in the face and then rips off his Zubaz pants before really railing him in the ass. After jizzing all over Screech Mr. B aims his bare as at Screech and rips an enormous fart. A second later an enormous explosion is seen in the background and Mr. B and Screech get on a tandem bike and ride away while some little car with “KGB” on the side drives after them. I’m pretty sure it was the Bayside drivers Ed car wrapped to look like a small car, and it seemed Mr. Tuttle was driving it. Then the credits rolled. After that some Russian guy came on and spoke Russian with English subtitles. He said now the world knew the truth of what happened. That some deranged Americans had buttsex, then farted so powerfully it caused the meltdown. What the hell was up with that? It sure as heck never played on Saturday morning!
Barf, I saw that episode recently! Their plane flew some type of wormhole which sent them back through time to 1986. After raping Screech, Mr. Belding opened up a small sliding door on the plane and threw his soiled underwear out - you could really see bright yellow pee stains in the front and dark Hershey stains in the back. Mr. Belding must have forgotten to wipe his ass or just wore the same pair constantly because the doodoo stain was huge! Anyhow, as the credits rolled, I saw Mr. Belding’s underwear float down to the ground and then landed on Yakov Smirnoff’s head. It was strange because I thought that Yakov Smirnoff had long since immigrated to the US and hadn’t lived in the Soviet Union for years.
Ass Breath, it was a very strange Twilight Zone like episode! They had some deleted scenes after the credits rolled and it showed Screech and Mr. Belding at the damaged plant with fire fighters all around them trying to put out the fire. Mr. B was in a lounge chair shirtless and was getting a suntan! He claimed radiation was the best way to get a good suntan, but that Screech better make sure he had solid protection with a high SPF suntan lotion. Screech then rubbed lotion all over Mr. B which turned out to be ranch dressing (another reused joke) which resulted in Mr. B getting severe radiation burns and ass raping Screech and firing his radioactive jizz up Screech’s ass as punishment. Not sure why they cut that out as I loved it!
It is true. We have discovered footage from security cameras that shows Chernobyl explosion not caused by operator error or poor design, but instead by deranged queer American actors who will enjoying Russian hospitality decided to have disgusting man action, then fart so powerfully it ruptured the reactor. We will capture these time traveling degenerates and put them on trial! Especially the poofy headed one who was in exquisite ecstasy while getting railed in an ass!
I was in a mission for the CIA in the Ukraine back in 1986 and was part of a team investigating the Chernobyl nuclear meltdown. We found radioactive chunks of Jew-fro near the epicenter. While investigating, we actually saw Screech and Mr. Belding ride by in a tandem bike - they looked like a couple faggots and weren’t even wearing any protective gear to shield their bodies from dangerous gamma rays.
Jack, it was ridiculous how those two fruitcakes destroyed our nuclear reactor causing the worst nuclear disaster in history then hung out riding tandem bikes around every day for two weeks. Mr. Belding was always talking about working on his tan, and many days they came on their bike with a picnic basket with a pizza and Mountain Dew, along with a lounge chair for Mr. Belding. Even after getting severe radiation burns they kept returning. Mr. B claimed he was there to get a good tan, and Screech claimed he was there to see the effects of radiation on bugs and animals. He said he was hoping radiation would make his baby dick grow. Each day Mr. B would laugh at him as it didn’t grow at all. He would then ass rape Screech for being annoying, then would scarf down some pizza and work on his “tan” which consisted of him getting severe burns all over his body. He claimed to be thrilled his farts became so radioactive they glowed in the dark. What a bunch of weirdos!
I know a guy who worked in the janitorial crew at NBC back in 1997. He used to clean Mr. Belding’s trailer on the Saved By The Bell: The New Class set. He said that there were always Pizza Hut and Domino’s pizza boxes on the floor and that the interior of the trailer smelled like a combination of anus and semen. He told me that he would often hear loud butt-slamming accompanied by utterances of “Zoinks!” coming from the trailer at all times of day. He also said that one time he heard an insanely loud fart which caused the windows of the trailer to rattle and then saw Screech stumble out a few minutes later. He also said that there were doodoo stains on the floor and well as large chunks of Jew-fro all around the bed! Apparently Screech was some sort of gay slave for Mr. Belding at the time.
Steve, that guy sure had a shitty job. Imagine having to clean up after Mr. Belding. He seems to have left trash wherever he was and always stank up things by ripping ass, leaving garbage everywhere, and having unprotected buttsex with Screech. I understand that Mr. Belding claims to not be gay, and to instead abide by prison rules. But in many instances he had many other options for potential partners, unlike those in prison. That makes me question his hetero street cred.
Frank, the janitor guy also told me of one time when he was sweeping the floor of the set and he saw Screech and Mr. Belding were filming a scene in which Mr. Belding was eating a large bag of Cheetos and kept screwing up his lines and they had to keep re-shooting the scene. He thought that Mr. Belding was intentionally screwing up his lines so that he could eat more Cheetos. After about the fifth take, Screech grabbed Mr. Belding's hand and started licking the Cheetos dust off Mr. Belding's thumb. Mr. Belding was outraged that Screech did this and told Screech was was stealing his Cheetos dust. Mr. Belding then said that Screech needed to be punished. Mr. Tuttle then emerged from behind a potted plant where he had been hiding and pushed Screech's face into Mr. Belding's ass. Mr. Belding then ripped a 13-second 100-dB wet fart into Screech's face, causing Screech to collapse in exquisite homoerotic pleasure. Mr. Tuttle then hid behind the potted plant again and pulled down his pants and started masturbating vigorously while Mr. Belding ass-raped Screech!
Steve, that sounds like some of the most deranged behavior known to man! What production crew would be able to film something like that? Who could miss a morbidly obese person like Mr. Tuttle lurking behind a potted plant, ready to pop out and assault another character? I now understand why during the New Class every 3rd episode was a clip show. They wasted so much time shooting scenes for the raging queer fanbase they barely had time to shoot the trash episode that would air on Saturday mornings. It seems that many times so much of the footage was just Screech being violated they just included it in the “vanilla” episode and hoped no one would notice! That sounds like the rowdiest set of all times, and it carried on to the actors trailers!
I just saw an erotic episode of SBTB. In it Mr. B told Screech he needed to get a second job as his principal job wasn’t covering his bills. Screech yelled Zoinks and said since he was an unpaid intern he would like a paying job as well. Cut to the next day and these guys have jobs after school as garbage men. Now where I live garbage men come early in the morning. But somehow this two clowns got an “after school” garbage man job. They were the two guys who hang onto the truck and toss the cans into the truck. At the very first stop Screech was too weak to pick up the trash can, and Mr. B found a half eaten pizza and started eating it. The driver began yelling at them to hurry up and Mr. B yelled at Screech telling him he was blowing it. Screech yelled “ Zoinks” and said maybe Mr. B should help and not eat the garbage. This of course enraged Mr. B who ripped off Screech’s Zubaz brand garbage man overalls and ass raped him while shoving his head into the back of the truck. He then jizzed all over Screech, then turned around and ripped a ridiculously loud fart, blowing Screech into the back of the truck. Mr. B then pulled this red handle that began the compactor, which one assumed crushed Screech. Mr. B laughed hysterically as this happened, and a few metal garbage cans nearby began rattling and shaking until they tipped over the viewer could see Mr. Tuttle vigorously masturbating while spying on them, just waiting for Screech to be attacked so he could watch and jerk off. Mr. B then told the driver that screech had quit and hopped on the back of the truck even though the only garbage he’d tossed in was Screech! What a glorious episode.
Frank, the Saved By The New Class set was notoriously rowdy! The really strange thing about that story is that Mr. Tuttle wasn’t even on any of the New Class episodes! Instead, he would loiter on the set and hide behind various set props, potted plants, and whatnot to eavesdrop on Screech being sexually violated so that he could leer at the sight while rubbing one out!!
Barf, that garbage man episode was fantastic. Mr. Belding took that garbage man job to make extra money and to access an additional food supply. Mr. Belding is hungry all of the time, so obviously it isn’t his fault that he needs to constantly eat junk food. Provided there isn’t any mold or ants on a piece of pizza in a garbage can and there aren’t any used tissues stunk to it, Mr. Belding probably thinks that the piece of pizza is fair game for him to eat. But Screech was so weak and lazy that he couldn’t keep up while Mr. Belding took a break to eat that pizza. Screech deserved to be thrown in to the garbage compactor for slacking off and being so pathetically out of shape. Even though it appeared as though Mr. Belding murdered Screech in the compactor, the continuity on Saved By The Bell was so bad that Screecb showed up in the next episode with garbage stuck in his Jew fro, although he was otherwise unharmed.
In the late 90’s I worked as a gas station attendant in Los Angeles. We had a self service area, and then one full service lane. Almost no one ever used the full service as we charged an extra $1.00 per gallon and all it included was having someone else pump your gas. This made it a pretty easy job. One day I was sitting there reading the paper and this old Gremlin from the 1970’s pulled into Full Serv. I assumed they made a mistake, which happened frequently, and walked over to find this weird looking guy with a huge jewfro sitting there. Before I could say anything he said “fill it up with $3.00 of your finest petrol my good man”. I could see it was that Screech guy. With the $1.00 per gallon surcharge that wasn’t even going to get him a gallon of gas. The car was filthy and emanated a strong stench of farts. Even more ridiculous was the he was listening to the stereo and had a cassette tape he was listening to that consisted of ridiculous loud farts. There was no gas cap or fuel door. There was just a rag stuck where a fuel cap should have been. I pumped the $3.00 while he listened to farts blasting from his stereo. I believe it got him around a half gallon of gas. When it came time to pay he had a bunch of change and I could see him scrounging around the filthy seats to find the last dime. Most people in full service gave me a tip. Not this guy. But he then asked me to “show” him where the bathroom was, and complimented me for doing a fine job pumping his gas. I pointed to the bathroom along the side of the building and he asked me to come with him to make sure there weren’t any spiders as he was scared of them. I found this weird but went with him and showed him the bathroom. We kept it clean so there wasn’t any issue. As soon as we entered he told me he had a tip for me, and began ripping down my pants. Next thing I knew this guy has his giant hook nose buried in my ass! I’m not a gay man, and had a hot gf at the time, but I have to say this guy was a pro! He began giving me a reach around and masterfully jerked me off. After jizzing I relaxed and ripped a fart right in his face. He yelled “Zoinks” then fell to the floor flopping around and jizzing himself. I told him I had to get back to work and left. After a few minutes he came out and got back in his Gremlin, then drove off in a cloud of black smoke. I always hoped he’d come back one day but I never saw him again.
Last night A-Rod took Corky and Mr. Belding with him to a nice dinner at a Miami Taco Bell. Afterwards A-Rod drove the gang back to his mansion. It was about 85 degrees outside, so the car windows were rolled up and the air conditioner was running. During the ride back, Mr. Belding’s stomach started rumbling and then he suddenly lifted his leg and ripped a 15-second stinky fart. A-Rod uttered “Zoinks!” and then rolled down the windows to get some fresh air in the car. Corky got mad and ordered A-Rod to roll up the windows because it was hot outside the car. So A-Rod rolled up the car windows and then Corky leaned to the side and ripped a loud three-second fart and started laughing. Mr. Belding told his best buddy that it was a good one and then ripped a 12-second fart of his own. The interior of the car smelled like an anus and the windows were fogging up as a result of the nasty farts! Too afraid to roll down the windows, A-Rod turned on the heater in an effort to de-fog the windows. Corky got angry and told A-Rod that it was too damn hot and that only an idiot would turn the heat on when it was already almost 90 degrees outside. Corky then slapped A-Rod in the head and A-Rod pulled off onto the shoulder of the road and yelled at Corky for almost causing an accident by hitting him while he was driving. Corky was enraged that A-Rod would blame him for A-Rod’s own crappy driving skills, so he punched A-Rod in the face and Mr. Belding leaned to the side and ripped a 10-second rank fart to express his support for Corky! Corky the climbed into the front seat, punched A-Rod in the balls and then ripped off A-Rod’s pants and viciously ass-raped A-Rod while Mr. Belding ate some leftover pizza and periodically belched and farted!
Rob, do you think that Screech was cheating on Mr. Belding when he buried his hook nose his your ass and gave you a reach-around? Too bad you couldn’t have taken a dump abs wiped your ass clean with his Jew-fro - that would have been cool. Although his Jew-fro always looked greasy, I used to wonder how much dookie it could absorb.
Gary, what the hell was A-Rod thinking? Why didn’t he simply turn the car’s fan on high and blast it on the windshield instead of turning on the heat when it was already really hot outside? He deserved to be beaten and raped for making Corky uncomfortable!
I am actress Delta Burke. I starred on the sitcom “Designing Woman” from 1986 until 1991. My son is a very special young man and is very lovable. He also got into acting. He is Chris Burke and he starred as “Corky” on the 1989-93 tv show, “Life Goes On.” After appearing on the show, Chris decided that he wanted to be referred to solely as “Corky” from then on. Corky brought so much excitement into my life! When he was young, he was really strong for his age - he would sometimes use his immense Down Syndrome strength to lift up the couch, go dookie on the floor, and then set the couch back down over his dookie, trying to hide it and assuming that my husband and I wouldn’t notice! After catching his big break on “Life Goes On,” Corky started making a lot of money and would spend much of his free time and money at strip clubs where he often did blow. Then, one day he accidentally wandered onto the Saved By The Bell set where an episode of Saved By The Bell: The New Class was being filmed. Corky saw that loser,Screech, and thought it would be funny to slap Screech around. Screech’s co-star, Dick Belding, saw this transpire and started laughing hysterically. Corky and Mr. Belding quickly became best friends and Mr. Belding would encourage Corky to attack and violate Screech constantly. They are still the best of friends decades later even though Corky is in a relationship with former baseball star Alex Rodriguez.
Delta, thanks for dropping by. You have an amazing son who brings joy to everyone. He sounds like he was a lot of fun, and I’m sure those dookies under the couch were little treats. I’m aware that Corky also quite the singing career, and was part of a band with two wild twins. Can you shed any light on that? Do you ever visit Corky now and enjoy him beating up A Rod while hanging out gorging on junk food with his best friend in the world?
Delta, do your queefs smell like rotten fish? Can you confirm Corky was born complete normal, but your farts and queefs were so toxic they turned him ‘tard? Is it true he took the family dog to the prom? Thanks in advance for answering these pressing questions!
Mr. Anonymous, what the hell is wrong with you? Corky is perfectly normal and looks a lot like his dad. I met his father when I was at a bachelorette party in the mid-60s. His dad was a male stripper and he had an enormous dong, which apparently is common among men in the Down Syndrome community. And to let you know, Corky was quite a ladies man when he was in high school. Rumors about his huge package went around the school and every girl and boy in the school wanted to be with him.
My son, Screech, was a goofy kid. You all know him from his time on Saved By The Bell as well as his time on reality shows such as “Celebrity Fit Club” and “Celebrity Boxing.” But you might not be aware of his true passion in life - being a bathroom attendant. Screech always wanted to help other have a more enjoyable time in the bathroom. When he was five, I caught him eavesdropping on me while I was ripping loud farts while spraying diarrhea. After my third flush, Screech knocked on the door and asked whether I was ok and wanted to know whether I needed any breath mints, paper towels, or an extra roll of toilet paper. I informed my young son that he needed to give up being a bathroom attendant and instead focus on acting. Screech was disappointed, but heeded my advice and eventually was cast on Saved By The Bell. After the show was cancelled in 2000, Screech found his true calling as an unpaid bathroom attendant. You might not be aware of this, but Screech actually spent more years as an unpaid bathroom attendant (21 - i.e., from 2000-21) than he did acting on Saved By The Bell series (13 - i.e., from 1987-2000).
Neil. It would have been so funny if you and Delta had set up a play date for Dustin and Corky when they were kids! I bet Corky would have loved playing “bathroom attendant” with Screech and forcing him to change his diaper. He likely would have also peed in Screech’s Jew fro!
Barf, Corky is much older than Screech was. When Screech was 5, Corky was almost 20 years old.
Screech’s obsession with being a bathroom attendant was always strange. He used to ask if he could share the toilet seat with me so he could “go dookie” while I was expelling the contents of my bowels. As far as I know, bathroom attendants don’t typically want to share toilet seats.
Neil, that would have actually made it funnier. Corky likely has the mental age of a 5 year old. So that would have been perfect! Imagine he and Screech hanging out. Screech would have annoyed him within minutes, causing Corky to go into a ‘tard rage and pummel Screech! Then they could have played bathroom attendant games which Screech would have enjoyed until Corky went dookie in his Jew fro. Screech sure was weird with that bathroom attendant fixation. What’s up with him wanting to share the bathroom seat with you? If I had a kid like that I’d make him live in the garage or the shed. Probably the shed so I wouldn’t have to worry about him being around my cars. I bet Screech would have liked to live in a shed, as it would have prepared him for his later life success of living in various dumps, spending his days in dumpsters and bathrooms! Instead of cremating Screech you should have had him cryogenically frozen so one day he could possibly be brought back to life! He could then queer up a generation far in the future. Although by that time Screech might be pretty tame. It might be totally normal to lurk in mens rooms huffing farts and tounging obese truckers buttholes.
Fellow studs, with the release of the enormous sized cover model for this years SI Swimsuit Issue can there be any doubt this is the time for Mr. B or Corky to take People’s “Sexiest Man of the Year” cover? I for one hope they share the coveted honor and are photographed together, both shirtless, with their massive packages hanging out of their pants (pixelated of course). Just imagine the stampede each news stand would face when that hit! Every woman on the planet, along with every gay man, would flock to ensure their own copy! I’m sporting a massive erection just thinking about this!
Barf, I loved my son and tried to do the best for him when he was a young boy. There’s no way in hell I would have let a 20-yr-old gay ‘tard babysit my 5-yr-old son! But Screech was a weird kid and I did what I could to help straighten him out. I pushed Screech into acting and was happy for him when he got his ground-breaking role on Saved By The Bell. However, I ended up disowning him when he sullied the “Diamond” name after his awful performance on Saved By The Bell: The New Class. Screech became more and more gay the longer he was on The New Class and he didn’t even attempt to hide his gay relationship with Mr. Belding.
Screech was in a bad spot when The New Class was cancelled after I had disowned him. The only thing which was able to save him was returning to his true love of hanging around random dudes ripping ass and spraying diarrhea in public bathrooms. Screech became an unpaid bathroom attendant in Reno, NV before making a layers move to an unpaid bathroom attendant position at a rest stop near Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
I stopped at a rest stop near Kansas City back in 2017. When I walked into the men's room, I saw a white guy who looked like a damn weirdo who had a huge poofy Jew-fro and who was wearing fruity rainbow-colored pants. I took a closer look and saw a massive hook nose and realized it was Screech from Saved By The Bell! Screech was wearing a little uniform with a name tag and I realized that he was an unpaid bathroom attendant. Screech said, "Excuse me sir, do you need any assistance today?" I said "no, thanks" and then walked over to a urinal. Screech then followed me to the urinal and asked whether I needed help unzipping my fly or pulling my cock out of my underwear. I said I didn't and told Screech to go annoy someone else. I started peeing into the urinal and Screech said that when I was done, that maybe I should go into a stall and "go dookie." Screech also said that we would share a toilet seat with him and that we would get through this together. I asked Screech what the hell he was talking about and asked him to leave me alone so I could take a piss in peace. Then, I accidentally expelled a fart while I continued peeing into the urinal. After I farted, Screech said, "Well played, my good man!" Screech was really creeping me out as he congratulated me on "taking one hell of a piss." I told Screech that he was a disgusting faggot. Screech thanked me "for the compliment" and then suddenly grabbed my balls and stuck his hook nose in between my ass cheeks. Screech gave me a sensual reach-around while sniffing my ass. As a straight man, I have to say that Screech was an expert rim goblin as he quickly brought me to climax. I then zipped up and threw some loose change from my pocket into Screech's tip jar.
On the set of Ghostbusters II Neil Diamond stopped by one day with his kid Screech. The kid was a total spaz, jumping around and constantly talking about farts. When I went to the bathroom I found him already in there by himself. He asked if I had to “go dookie” and when I said I did he jumped up and down and clapped his hands like a little queer. I then went in a stall, a bit freaked out, and began taking a dump. I could see the little shits sneakers right by the side of the stall. As I ripped ass I could see him wiggling with excitement and could hear him taking deep breaths. I asked him what the hell was wrong with him, and he replied he really liked farts and that mine were terrific. I told him he was being impolite and asked him to leave and the little turd said no and demanded I rip more farts. At that I finished my business, and Screech watched me wash up. I then left and told Neil what had happened. He apologized and said his son was a total weirdo and a disgrace to the Diamond name. He said he was really hoping his sons acting career would take off and he would grow out of his desire to hang out in bathrooms smelling other guys farts. I see that didn’t happen. It’s not your fault Neil. You’re a good guy. Some kids are just born deranged.
Dan, thank you for the kind words. I did what I could to help my son. I’m not gay and don’t enjoy the smell of farts, so I’m not sure where Screech got this from. Maybe I shouldn’t have let him get into acting at such a young age - there really are some sick perverts in that industry.
Screech asked me for a couple bags of breath mints for his sixth birthday. I assumed that he simply enjoyed eating them. However, he ended up offering some to anyone who used the toilet at my house. I think he had seen an unpaid bathroom attendant in a movie of on a tv show when he was a child and decided that was what he wanted to be when he grew up. I knew kids who always wanted to be doctors or lawyers when they grew up. Screech, on the other hand, knew from a young age that he wanted to be around strangers who were going diarrhea and ripping loud farts and wanted to help them out.
Neil, did you agree with the thousands of lessons your sons idol and sometime lover Mr. Belding provided Screech? Do you believe his unorthodox method of teaching Screech lessons by raping him and ripping farts in his face was good? It did seem everyone around Screech during those years tried teaching him lessons of some sort. But none ever really worked. It must have been tough disowning your son, and wondering if he was off in a strange truck stop mens room huffing the farts of an obese trucker with his hook nose buried in said truckers ass!
Barf, I never approved of Screech’s relationship with Mr. Belding. It was just so weird - I initially thought that they were just friends. But one time Mr. Belding stopped by the house and ate dinner with us. I let him stay the night in my guest bedroom because he claimed that his condo was being fumigated for a rodent infestation. I had seen photos of Mr. Belding’s condo before and there were always a lot of candy wrappers on the floor, so it wasn’t surprising to me that there might be mice in his home. Anyhow, I had trouble sleeping that night and got up to grab something to eat from the kitchen. As I walked past the guest bedroom, I heard a loud fart followed up some moaning. The door was slightly ajar and I peered in through the crack and saw that Mr. Belding was standing bare-ass naked and Screech was kneeling right behind him with his face just a few inches from Mr. Belding’s ass. I witnessed Mr. Belding eating a can of Duncan Hines frosting and then ripped a rank fart into Screech’s face and Screech appeared to take a few breath and hold it!
It was sad to see that my own flesh and blood had transformed from a goofy kid into a demented faggot and I know that Mr. Belding definitely played a role in this!
Part I
I just saw a hilarious episode of SBTB. In it Coach Sonski announced they were going to play Valley in a Hockey Game and needed players. Of course Zack and Slater, along with Ox and other athletes were immediately on the team and were awesome. The issue was they didn’t have a goalie. For some reason Screech tried out, trying to be cool, and since no one else tried out he made the team. He wore this fruity looking Zubaz uniform and also had Zubaz equipment that was super flimsy and kept breaking. Screech’s hook nose was so big they didn’t have a face mask that fit him so they just cut a hole in one and his nose poked through it. The team members found this hilarious and kept shooting at his face trying to hit his nose, which caused Screech to constantly yell “Zoinks” which annoyed everyone. They practiced all of one time before the big game with Valley. In the big game Screech was terrible and in the first 30 seconds Valley shot the puck at him and it hit one of his leg pads which due to the shoddy Zubaz construction caused the pad to explode letting the puck right into the net. Slater skated over and Screech thought he would give him a pep talk. Instead Slater called him a huge faggot, then ripped a fart that smelled like a burrito right in his face. Coach Sonski began screaming at Screech and told him if he didn’t block the next puck he was going to rape him in the showers. At the next face off Zack took the puck and Ox cleared a path by plowing over Valley players so Zack could easily score. Everyone of course went wild at this and many members of the crowd jerked off all over each other. Valley won the next face off and a valley player fired a slap shot that hit Screech’s hook nose causing him to yell Zoinks, and caused the flimsy Zubaz face mask to disintegrate. The puck then fell in front of Screech and Screech reached out with his stick to get it and wound up bringing the puck between his legs and into the goal, giving Valley another goal. This caused Screech to yell Double Zoinks and Coach Sonski ran onto the ice and punched Screech in the face causing a ton of canned laughter. For some reason the refs called a penalty on this and put Coach Rizzo in the penalty box for “roughing” although since he wasn’t a player it didn’t make a difference on the ice. But it was funny as he continued yelling at Screech from the penalty box and could be seen flipping him off repeatedly. On the next face off valley won and fired a shot. It accidentally hit Screech’s stick causing the stick to explode, and caused the puck to fly up into the stands. The refs then announced that they only had that one puck and unless someone had another Bayside would lose. Slater announced he had it covered and had a puck in his pants. He then took a dump on the ice which resulted in at least 30 seconds of canned laughter and the refs saying they would allow Slaters turd to take the place of the puck. At the face off Valley again won and their best player skated around Ox and fired a puck/turd right at Screech’s face.
Part II
Since Screech’s face mask had disintegrated it flies right into Screech’s open mouth. Screech mumbled “Zoinks” then swallowed the turd, again to loud canned laughter. At this the crowd went ballistic, yelling that Screech had eaten the puck, and fans of both teams began chanting “faggot” over and over. The refs got together to discuss the play and after a minute announced that since the goalie had eaten the puck it counted as a goal. Since the puck was now gone and they had no others the game was over and Valley had won. At this Coach Sonksi and Mr. Belding ran on the ice. Accompanied by Slater they ripped off Screech’s remaining goalie pads and began spitroasting him, while Slater squeezed out another nasty shit on Screech’s bird chest. Many fans threw garbage and other items down onto Screech from the stands. After an amazing double jizz shot Coach Sonski and Mr. B announced the team had done great except for Screech who cost them the game. They then left Screech laying in a heap on the ice and took everyone on the team to the Max for burgers! Screech really learned a few things about ice hockey in that episode!
Char Broiled, that was a magnificent episode! I remember watching that episode when if aired during the early 1990s and couldn’t believe that NBC was permitted to air it - many spanking were conducted while rewatching that episode.
Screech ruined the game for Bayside. What was that uncoordinated buffoon thinking? His enormous hook nose prevented him from properly wearing a face mask, so that should have been a sign that he shouldn’t be the goalie. Also, why was Screech always wearing inferior Zubaz products? It was almost as though Screech wanted to look like a fool so that someone would give him a beating because he’s a sick pervert who gets off on public humiliation.
Did you notice that the continuity in that episode was bad? Coach Sonski was the one screaming at Screech and yet Coach Rizzo was the one sent to the penalty box! What was that all about?
I liked how Ox made an appearance. It would have been funny if Scud had also been in that episode and if Ox and Scud had spit-roasted Screech!
Hi, I am actor Troy Fromin. I played Ox and Scud on Saved By The Bell. I co-starred in an episode during the third season where Slater is wrestling for the California high school state championship and Screech is his towel boy. During the episode, I was in a gym cheering on Slater - I played both Ox, a dumb jock on the wrestling team, and Scud, a drug-using burnout. They filmed the episode so that my Ox character was sitting on the right side of the bleachers and my Scud character was sitting in the left side of the bleachers, and it was filmed so that only one side of the bleachers was filmed at a time.
Slater was wrestling a big hairy kid from Valley. Slater got the hairy kid in a Full Nelson and then picked the kid up and gave him an Atomic Drop. Slater then proceeded to give that kid a clothesline, knocking him to the mat and then jumped up in the air and landed on that kid with a leg drop, just like Hulk Hogan is famous for doing. It was a ridiculous scene because none of these moves were allowed in a high school wrestling match but whomever wrote the episode obviously had never seen any wrestling other than pro wrestling. Anyhow, after the leg drop, Slater tried to pick up that kid to bodyslam him, but the kid slipped out of his fingers because his hands were sweaty. So Slater called a time out with the ref, which I am pretty sure is also not permitted in high school wrestling matches. Slater then walked over to Screech and yelled at him for being a terrible towel boy for lagging his hands get sweaty. Screech replied, “Zoinks! I’m sorry Slater, I’ll do better. By the way, your dong looks nice in your wrestling singlet.” When Slater heard Screech’s creepy comment, he punched Screech in the hook nose as everyone in the stands started cheering! The Valley wrestler then punched Screech in the back before body slamming him onto the ground and farting in Screech’s face. Then, Ox and Scud ran into the mat. Since I played both characters, it was tricky to film this - only one of us was visible in a scene at a time. My Scud character started ass-raping Screech while Screech sucked off my Ox character! I had to film both parts several times and I must have lost about 15 loads of semen into Screech’s orifices that day! At one point in the episode, a large bin of sweaty used wrestling singlets and jock straps off to the side of the wrestling mat tipped over and a naked Mr. Tuttle rolled out - he was masturbating furiously!!!
Troy, thanks for stopping by with that awesome story! It’s shocking how the producers decided to spend that much time filming Screech getting spitroasted by a character that was only in a few episodes. I always loved that episode as I wrestled in High School, and found the WWF moves used in those wrestling episodes to be hysterical. I imagine they were written by a deranged nerd who just watched Hulk Hogan, and was a raging homo. It made complete sense for Ox to be in that episode as he was on the wrestling team. But why the hell was Scud there? He didn’t seem like the type that would watch a wrestling match. He seems more like the type that would be smoking meth in the boys bathroom with legendary Johnny Dakota. But I guess in order to have Ox and Scud tag team Screech they had to have Scud act like he cheered on Bayside wrestling meets.
Top Jimmy, Corky is a pitcher not a catcher. You’d have far more luck with A Rod. Corky would almost certainly turn the tables on you with his Mongo strength, and do exactly what you wish to do to him to you. Mr. B is Corky’s best friend in the universe, so he wouldn’t be cooperative either. I can picture you being ass raped by Corky while the Big Bopper ripped nasty wet farts in your face as punishment. Be careful!
Last night, Mr. Belding took his weekly shower. Since he is 300lbs overweight and really out of shape, he sweats constantly. While he was in the shower, Corky grabbed Mr. Belding’s sweat-soaked underwear and then ran to the family room and handed the sweaty underwear to A-Rod. Corky ordered A-Rod to contact a cologne company to make cologne which smells like Mr. Belding’s ball sweat. Corky explained that his best friend, Mr. Belding, is a total stud and that everyone wants to smell like his balls. A-Rod told Corky that this as another stupid idea. He pointed out that Mr. Belding’s underwear smelled terrible and that Mr. Belding’s ass had obviously been sweating into the underwear because it smelled like shit. He also noted that there was several different skidmarks on the underwear and that Mr. Belding obviously didn’t know how to wipe his ass. A-Rod further explained that nobody in their right mind would ever want to wear cologne which stinks like Mr. Belding’s balls and ass and that Mr. Belding’s stench would never turn anyone on. A-Rod then told Corky to pull down his sweatpants so that A-Rod could fondle Corky’s enormous dong. Corky was outraged at A-Rod for those rude comments so he punched A-Rod on the balls and then kicked him up the ass! Corky then wrapped Mr. Belding’s sweaty underwear around A-Rod’s face and strangled A-Rod while viciously ass-raping him!
Oh, you nasty boys!.. ;)
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