HOW'S IT TASTE, MOTHERFUCKER?

A few months ago, I may have briefly alluded to a future Samuel L. Jackson vehicle where he plays a Witness Protection agent providing security for a witness on a flight. While on this flight, a terrorist on board, looking to kill the witness, unleashes an undisclosed number of snakes on the plane. The working title? You guessed it -- Snakes on a Plane.

Now, what would possess one to give a movie such an uninspired title? Jackson's ego, perhaps? Or maybe coming off as ridiculous could work as a marketing ploy. Whatever the reason, I, personally, struggled to believe it. The few people I told about it often had an equally hard time believing I was for real.

It's for real. [Flash Player required]