DrAwkward wrote:Dude, it's a huge fucking crate.

Plus, snakes are limber. You can totally roll them all up on a snake spool and save space.

A snake spool...
How many snakes can you fit on to your standard snake spool?, 20/30, how many spools in one crate, sorry a huge ass crate, 50+...

That's one fuck off amount of snake trouble, I reckon Samuel is going to get his ass kicked big time.

Did the snakes escape or were they released by the Snake Master?

Who should play the snake master?

horsewhip wrote: Snakes! On a motherfucking PLANE!

No, No, No... Just Snakes on a plane, no mutherfucking, just straight up Snakes on a plane

Arson Smith wrote:... do we really know anything for sure about this poor film,

How DARE you speak in such devil tongues! Russ, can we ban this infidel? I have highlighted the offending article for ease of review. Some people need to THINK before they speak!

Orangie wrote:

DrAwkward wrote:Dude, it's a huge fucking crate.

Did the snakes escape or were they released by the Snake Master?

Who should play the snake master?

snaked master released them. gene hackman should play this character, and there should be a final scene of him and his snakes fighting with samuel over the last parachute - snakes were dumb enough to slip in to the engines so the plane is falling down! and on fire! yeah! snakes on a plane!

http://media.putfile.com/SnakesonaPlane

Every live band on this forum needs to have the soundman play this as their intro music before their set.

I hope they fight off the snakes by using this strategy. That would be one crazy-ass, carcass filled plane.

What I really what to know about is the snake in Steve's pants!

I am so disappointed to only be finding out about this movie now. God, I'm crying with laughter!

SNAKES! ON A PLANE!

Genius. Pure genius. I want to buy Samuel L. Jackson a beer. Or, more to the point, the script writer behind the movie, and, if it's not the same person, whoever NAMED the damn thing.

I didn't record it, but I had a conversation with my mum about this tonight (she's only just got back from holiday, so I couldn't do it before now). The following is a close transcription of our conversation, as best as I could remember it:

me: What would you do if there were snakes on your plane?
mum: (horrified at the thought) Oh!
me: What would you do?
mum: Well I think there would be mass panic. Everyone would get hysterical.
me: Right, but what would you do, personally?
mum: I'd probably go hysterical.
me: Mmmm. Well, how do you think you would deal with it? You're stuck on the plane with them.
mum: Is it lots of snakes? If it was just a couple you could flush them down the toilet.
me: Well you'd need someone who was willing to handle the snakes to do that.
mum: Are they poisonous?
me: I think they would be poisonous, yeah.
mum: Well, the thing is, you never know how you're going to cope with an extreme situation until it arrives...but I think I'd just be hysterical.
me: So you'd need someone like Sam Jackson to be on the plane to sort it out?
mum: (laughing slightly) Yes, I suppose so.




I'll ask my dad tomorrow.

I just tried this conversation with my mum too.

me: What would you do if there were snakes on your plane?
mum: Who cares?
me: You will when them snakes is all up in your shit, bitch.
mum: Look, I couldn't give a badgers arse about snakes on a plane.
me: What's your damage, Heather?
mum: How many snakes are we talking?
me: A fucking skrojillion.
mum: Holy huckjams! I think I'd shit me wack.
me: Hellz yeah you jive ass honkey*, ya'll better recognise.
mum: I guess I'd call Sammy Jackson to come and kill them shits.
me: Damn straight you would.




*shes actually Irish, I wouldnt let a honkey in my house