A perennial favorite from the series, I have fond memories of its original release back in 1986. I went with my mom and some grade school chum (I was 9 at the time), and growing bored in the theater waiting for the film to start, I managed to lodge most of a bag of Reese's Pieces up both nostrils before breaking down in tears when I couldn't get them out again. There were no Reese's Pieces this movie night, 24 years later, but I did manage to shove a strawberry Whopper in each nostril. For old time's sake.
Boy did the Trek nerds bitch about this. Between Sam and Neil, I thought I was going to have to brandish my strong pimp hand if they didn't quit kvetching about how much they hated J. J. Abram's update/reboot of the franchise. The rest of us loved it, so fuck them. The end.

Pictured: Sam.


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