Friday, June 23, 2006

By the time I grab my books and I get myself a look...

Remember "Saved by the Bell"? And when people actually wore letter jackets? Tommy might remember this, during the fifties when boys would pin girls and give them their varsity letter jackets.
Girls, you'll certainly remember Preppy and Slater, Zack with his cool cellular phone the size of a shoe and Slater who called his women "mama."
And I think we all remember that Kelly Kapowski certainly didn't have her "90210" rack at Bayside. I hope someone opens this up in a library and/or work setting.
But there's trouble in rerun-ville. Aside from Lisa Turtle's cocaine scandal and Jessie Spano's nude dancing, Screech has now fallen on hard times...
He's supposed to be evicted from his house somewhere in Wisconsin and is desperately trying to get people to buy t-shirts to raise $250,000 to save his house. The website is here: www.getdshirts.com and features a special message from "Dman" who says, "First we rallied to free Winona. The next time we voted for Pedro. This time we'll save Screech's house!" This reminds me of when MC Hammer went broke, and I didn't feel sympathetic then either. But apparently others do. His website has pictures of people holding signs that say "Screech 3:16" and "Trust the Dust!" If only there was a gospel according to Screech, Sunday School would have been so much more entertaining.

4 Comments:

At 12:20 PM, Blogger SES said...

this post is dumb already. I hate that I started it with "remember..." I hate people who talk too much about when Transformers was on TV and who had a Glowworm and when.

 
At 4:53 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

1. ha ha, good, I was hoping it would. Her nipples are weird though.
2. I totally forgot about that! and you're also right, it's more unbelievable that he has a giant penis than his being evicted. why doesn't he just star in pornos to make money, like raped by the bell: the 10 inch years

 
At 11:56 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

update on this story is screech lives in port washington, WI, where my lakehouse is. my brother drove me by his house (which was nice sized with two SUVs) but was too afraid to go to the the door to buy a t-shirt. I'm glad we didn't go to the door since now all I'm reminded of is his huge penis. thanks tommy!

 
At 9:47 PM, Blogger Saurav Shrestha said...

Whoa tits!

I'm at work, my co-worker couldn't help but notice I was staring at some hoo-hoos.

Totally caught me offguard.

 

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