snakes on a plane, the greatest movie of all time

(please note i dont use quotation marks even though i should and thus i am stealing. gracious apologies.)

as i logged onto my msn this morning, i happened to see two of my frosh's msn names in particular. they were as follows:

snakes on a plane. august 18th.
snakes. planes. samuel l. jackson. mutha fucking terrorists. august 18th.

needless to say, i was intrigued.

so, i employed some searching skills, and found this, this, and this and it turns out that there is in fact a movie coming out in the summer starring Sammy, called Snakes on a Plane.

Snakes. Snakes on a plane, not in a milk-crate, not under a rock; on a plane.

So many questions. How many snakes? What kind of snakes? What kind of relationship does Sammy have with the snakes? Does he see his childhood in their eyes? Can snakes love? Can snakes love...on a plane? Can snakes love a plane?

This is going to be emotional, I can tell. It's going to have heart.


I don't think America is ready for Snakes on a Plane. Then again, I don't think it will ever be possible to ever truly be ready for Snakes on a Plane.

It just simply exists on a higher level than us humans could ever imagine.