The fact that any one human mind would begin to think that even maybe in our pitiful imaginations that someone hiding in a refrigerator could possibly survive even the smallest nuclear blast (if there is such a thing as a "small" nuclear blast) boggles my mind beyond all logic and makes me want to punch a baby while riding a horse a toting Samurai armor.
This is a sad attempt to bring any sort of logic to what is the **** storm we call KOCS, forget about this waste of 35mm film that was probably bought used and remember that uncle Lucas hates our guts but loves our cash.
It would be like you agreeing with me that you need all new glass on your automobile for a really cheap price and after it was over you said "wow! Thats awesome glass."
I wish I knew where everyone that enjoyed crystal skull lived so I could sell them doggy bags of green poop, and say that it is from a Mayan space ship and it is where life came from.
"You people" seem to enjoy being made a fool of, this astounds even me, who owns crystal skull on DVD but looks at it from across the room with much hate a disgust, crystal skull will be the cause of sin in allot of peoples life and cause them to rot in hell for hatred of another person(I.E. Muncle Foocas).
Just now while writing this long rant in hatred I have figured out Uncle Kookus' over all plan for us. We were to be born with epic classic that we would cherish and love forever only to wait until we're old enough to know the difference between film and vomits to try and feed us the vomits and say "Tricker Treat mother nerf herder, I date black women for fun."
Trekkies have more dignity than any moron who thinks Kingdom of the Crystal Meth Addict was good.
This film is the equivalent to pushing a wheelchair bound sweet granny into oncoming traffic and telling her its an enjoyable trip to south Maui. Uncle lucas has officially stole from us, no really, he took our money and offered no goods or services in return, that's thievery and he should be brought to justice, but he wont because he's insane, rich, has a groovy beard, and probably owns half of South Dakota. I hate george lucas I don't even wanna capitalize his name out of disrespect he smells like my feet when they get real wet and your sock sticks to them and you are wearing leather loafers you no that smell right? It's "ode to lucas".