Tromaville high school has got it’s fair share of problems. An unfortunate location less than a mile from a leaky nuclear power plant (Is this better or worse than an ancient Indian burial ground? I’m not sure). Then there’s the student body and faculty who are being terrorized by a punk gang called The Cretins. A group who supposedly turned from honor students to blood thirsty assholes in the span of a few months. Let’s call this their awkward phase. And their leader Spike: who looks about thirty seven years old (perhaps from being held back a few dozen times in chem lab?) sells radioactive pot, robs old ladies and turns out a German language teacher with one sloppy kiss. And I mean he really turns this bitch out. The nuclear leak and wacky weed being circulated gives the school a new moniker: ‘Nukem High. Its affects begin to show in the form of hallucinations, toilet critters and green goo that spawns an angry creature on a warpath in the cafeteria basement. Just give him some lunch tickets people, Jesus! It all ends with a showdown of Cretin vs. beast and an epic schlock fest that the team at Troma is known for. Maybe you got a super deep wedgie one time or some dick wrote on your locker but I guarantee your high school was nothing like this.
