Please do not e-mail message me to ask me if I've heard about or would like to hear about Screech's made-up sexcatape where he is in a bathtub and there are imaginary multiple ladies and he does things with them that only exist in a fratboy's fever dream and maybe Las Vegas.
I cannot emphasize this enough -- I do not care about the Screecher's imaginary Paris Hiltoning that he's probably making up in order to out-lame Bob Saget or Andy Dick or something.
Friday, September 29, 2006
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