Oh my god. This movie turned my life around for the better. I was bedridden at home with my 45 infant daughters and one 196 year old son when he, on his deathbed told me as a final wish, to watch Sharktopus vs. Whalewolf. As soon as I finished the movie, a tear fell from my dry eye. The movie was the best piece of art I had ever seen. My 27th daughter stopped her addiction to crack cocaine and my 19th daughter had sex for the first time. I, after 9435 years, stood up from the bottom of the sewers and hugged my son as he peacefully passed away. I then decided to go to the nearest Walmart and screamed at the top of my lungs to watch this movie. This message was of such vital importance to the government that they gave me a white jacket with no sleeves and took me to a building named "Cleveland Mental Rehabilitation Facility." I'm so excited to start my new life!