Thursday, June 15, 2006

Screech might be going homeless...

I found this interesting website about Screech from Saved By The Bell is getting forclosed on his Wisconsin home. You can help him by donating some money or buying yourself a t-shirt. I think I should start selling t-shirts here. LOL

Anyway check out some of this story....

I'm Dustin Diamond and you probably remember me from the hit TV show Saved By The Bell. After the show ended I decided to leave Sunny Cailfornia for the midwest. My shitty credit meant that getting a loan for a house would be tough. I began looking and finally purchsed one on a land contract. I was thrilled! Now I call Wisconsin my home.

During the past years the land around me has developed for the better and my property value went way up. Now that the house is worth a lot more they want it back. Knowing my credit is bad, getting a straight mortgage would take some time. I received a letter stating that I had 30 days to pay $250,000.00 or get out. I was not thrilled.

Calling an old friend with lots of connections, I was finally referred to a man named Arthur Giraldo who works for New York Capital Exchange. "If he can't do it, it can't be done." Arthur was said to be an expert in land contracts and a guru when it came to getting difficult loans done. Indeed Arthur sold himself highly and away we went to save my house. I was told not to worry, that it wouldn't be a problem and that everything would be done quickly, as was needed.

I sent everything he asked for and signed all the papers that were sent to me. The closing date was to be set and he would have a lawyer who was in Wisconsin come to the closing with me. Arthur even said he was going to fly out himself and be there for the closing. The days went by and I never heard from him. I called and left message after message but never got a call back. I finally called from another number from the road (I travel the U.S. doing stand up comedy) and he picked up. As if we had all the time in the world, he brushed it off and said again not to worry. Everything was moving ahead and all is well. He set yet another closing date, but that came and went.

Meanwhile, all was not well and they still want the house. As days crept by and still no calls from Arthur, I was forced to threaten calling every day, all day long, every hour on the hour til I got a call back. Alas, I get a call back. "Don't worry. Everything's moving ahead and all is well." Less than thrilled.

This avoidance goes on and on for some time until..."You got Served"

That's right, yours truly gets served with a notice to foreclose. They're gonna take my house! I'm gonna be homeless! Dustin Diamond homeless in Wisconsin. BULLSHIT! Time to call up New York Capital Exchange and set them straight! My message went something like this...
"Tell Arthur Giraldo that I just got served and was told that he hadn't contacted the holder of the land contract for over a month, never sent any papers over and as such, I am losing my house. If he doesn't call me back I'll go to Howard Stern and tell the world (New York especially) how he does business. Let's face it, if he can't find the time to work on a mortgage for a famous celebrity, how will he handle the average person?"

In more words than one I was told basically... "Go f... yourself!"

One phone call later I was telling the Stern show what had happened.Time to pay the piper Arthur. You shouldn't have f...ed with the Dman.

At this point I have less than 40 days to save my house and I'm calling out to anyone who will listen.

1. I want Arthur to lose his cushy job at NYCE where he screws over the working man then laughs at their expense.

2. I ask you to join my fight against injustice by helping to save my house.
Please help Screech keep his home.



Anonymous said...

I understand that another neferious individual, one Sinbad Poon, played a key role in denying our friend Screetch his rightful homestead. Don't underestimate the Seven Sisters' desire to cast down Earth's famous celebrities.

Anonymous said...


Sinbad Poon said...

Yaaaargh, mateys. Tis I, Sinbad Poon, tha saltiest swabby to work the griddle at the Toledo IHOP. Tho the scallawag Screech be worthy of a stroll down the plank off the poop deck, twasn't I who hoisted the Jolly Roger up his starboard rudder to get all his booty.

Rod said...

Sinbad is a popinjay. There. I've said it. I've said it for the whole world to hear. I feel better.

Al Fredo said...

Am I the only one who's noticed that Sinbad Poon is never at the same place and time as Leeroy Jenkins? Sort of makes you think, doesn't it?

Professor Angus Podgorny (D. Div.) said...

It's been fairly well established in modern scholarship that Sinbad Poon is a high level official in this masonic organization, who are keepers of much ancient and mystical knowledge:

L.L. Cool Poon said...

Dopey fresh, fo sho, dawg.