Watch this, then go and sit in a darkened room until the hallucinogens wear off.
Good lord...
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2 comments:
That desert scene looks familiar?
I'm a little dissapointed the Gorn didn't come over the brow of the hill and wrestle him to the ground before eating him...
They really did too much acid in the '60's
Who did too much acid? The Gorn?
Can you imagine - an acid-fuelled Gorn singing into his universal translator? That would be a beautiful thing...
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