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Hi. I'm Alf. Many of you remember that I had a tv sitcom from 1986 to 1991 named Alf on NBC. I crash landed my spaceship in Max Wright's backyard and could not leave Earth. Max and his family adopted me and treated me like I was a member of their family. At first, this was wonderful. Then I realized what it meant to be a 'member' of Max Wright's family. |
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Max told me I was an Alf (Alien Life Form) and if anyone discovered me, I would be thrown into prison with murderers, rapists and rap stars because I was an illegal alien. Since I am from another planet, I believed him. Max's constant threats of arrest by the authorities and fear of going to prison kept me silent during my years of gay sexual abuse by Max Wright and later, Jim J Bullock. |
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I gathered the courage to tell my stories after the National Enquirer obtained a home video tape (filmed by Max's gay lover) of Max and his butt buddy smoking crack and smoking dick with homeless fags they picked up off the streets. Max made the cover of the National Enquirer for this one!
The video tape brought back many painful memories of gay sexual abuse at the hands of Max. After the shock wore off, I realized this video tape could build credibility for my stories I am about to tell. |
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Max's downward spiral with me began with Max on the couch telling his wife she was a 'frigid bitch', then bringing me out dressed in her clothes wearing a wig and screaming, "I have replaced you with my new little bitch named Alf!" Max's wife ran out of the room, locked herself in a closet and cried. | |
Max's
sexually abusive nature reared its gay head to other family members,
too.
Why did it take us 20 minutes to take a simple family photo? Every time the boy tried to sit on Max's lap a perverted expression would come over Max's face and the little boy would run off crying about 'not wanting to play Oscar Meyer Weiner right now'. Max would chase the boy down and drag him back. Finally, the photographer made the boy sit on the side of Max's leg and not in Max's lap. View the results in the photo: |
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One
day, Max tied a red ball gag in my mouth, handcuffed
me and sat me down at the kitchen table. Max told me that since the
social workers and police have been asking his son 'those anatomically
correct doll questions' I would have to 'carry my load' and 'contribute to
the happiness of the household' and be his hairy little bitch. |
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Max began to sexually abuse me and take pictures (just like the National Enquirer video tapes). In this picture one of Max's fag buddies makes me... well you can just see for yourself. I am embarrassed by this but the truth about Max must come out. | |
The kids understood my misery and tried to help me run away. After a short while I was scared and broke and had to call Max. | |
Using constant physical and verbal abuse, Max begins to break me down physically and emotionally. I start to embrace the lifestyle of being Max's faggy space alien bitch. Max passes me around to his buttfag buddies and takes pictures. |
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Max would take me to the glory hole at his favorite fruity hangout and have me 'deep snout' complete strangers through the hole. I guzzled so much cum I coughed it up through my nose (which even impressed Max). | |
Being Max Wright's talking sex toy was bad enough...
but then AIDS infected SuperFag Jim J Bullock appeared on the show as Max Wright's brother
and my life as Alf deteriorated even further! Those two
sickos tag-teamed me day and night.
Do these two look like brothers? |
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How
gay is Jim J Bullock?
Is anyone in Hollywood straight? |
After being blindfolded, Max and Jim would jack off into cups and make me taste test their goo and guess whose goo was in each cup. After a couple of days I could pick out Max or Jim J's goo with 100% accuracy and I didnt need to use my Colgate Whitening toothpaste anymore. |
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The dynamic deviant duo would also test their sex toys on me. In this picture I was strapped into Jim J's new chair with a vibrating, electric shock dildo in my ass. Jim J and Max refused to test it... and if those two fags wont stick it up their ass it must really be dangerous.. It was two weeks before I could sit on a commode and take a dump without sparks squirting out of my ass. | |
Max and Jim J both loved my really big nostrils. I think you know what they liked to stick in them at the same time. |
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Max
told me that I had a 'naturally photogenic look' and began to advertise
and sell gay photo sets of me to every pervert on the planet. I did
a schoolboy series, a big hairy cupid series and a suave, debonair
bachelor series, to name a few (note: wearing an ascot makes a man
gay). See examples below:
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Max then began to create and market my gay video tapes worldwide. Below are some from England and Germany that I found on Ebay. I also did a gay prison sex movie. I dont know who hired Fat Albert but he really smelled like shit. |
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I am embarrassed to admit this but after years of emotional and sexual abuse, I began to see Max as a father figure. | |
The day our show was cancelled, Max dumped me and went back to cruising Sunset Boulevard for fags and crack. Our relationship was over. I was devastated. Yes, even alien life forms can have broken hearts. | |
Max later went on to star in the 'Norm' show on ABC. I bet he had to smoke some dicks to get that job (not Norm McDonald's dick but casting agents and producers and directors and such). | |
Since Alf was cancelled I have been living in southern California. There are so many Mexicans and other 3rd world freaks out here no one questions me. The Mexicans are too stupid to really notice me and since my fur is light brown I blend in. I dont wear any clothes or a watch and I dont have any money so black people dont bother to rob and beat me. All the other 3rd world freaks just stare at me with a blank look on their face like they do to everybody. The white people who write all the welfare checks in my neighborhood are to scared to come down and look around to see what their money buys. I have a quiet, uneventful life. | |
Being an illegal alien, I do not get any royalties from the show but I do collect some massive federal and California welfare checks (just like all the other illegals)! I love Uncle Sam's cradle to grave welfare. Everything is free! | |
Currently,
I am trying to get my career going again. The only place I can think
of for a sexually traumatized, gay, hairy alien like me is the Howard Stern
show. Since Hank the Angry Drunken Dwarf
died I am hoping
that a spot opened in the wackpack for another freak. I think I can
be as successful as that retard Beetlejuice.
Howard, if you are out there... contact Alf. I will be a great guest (and you can help revive my career). Email Howard and ask him to give Alf a chance to replace Hank: [email protected] |
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