Spoiling anything, be it a form of cinema, the plot twist in a book, or even your everyday dairy product, is often seen as bad form. When it comes to spoiling Star Wars, however, there are serious repercussions. I’ve seen no fewer than a dozen threats from the cohorts I’ve collected over the years and organized into a Facebook feed, implying that revealing any juicy morsels from the movie will result in bodily harm.

I can’t blame them. It’s like, I paid to see the laser-shootin’ motherfuckers on screen deliver all the morsels in one sitting, not you.