I Can't Believe The Rod Serling Is Tumblring From Beyond The Grave. How Does It Feel To Be 100 Years

Mr. Sterling, does everyone we see in Twillight Zkne episodes get stuck in the Twillight Zone forever or do they get to come out with their memories of Something Fucked Up(tm) happening into a world that reflects what happened(eg if someones mom was murdered by a dog the mom is gone when they get out of the Twillight Zone) or do they stay in the Twillight Zone forever?

They have always lived in The Twilight Zone. There is no world for them to return to, that is simply their reality, as it always has been and always will be.

Most Twilight Zone episodes: A harrowing and haunting tale about the potential depths of human depravity, the risks of technology in a bleak and uncertain world, human sanity being push to its limits in the face of the unknowable.

Every other Twilight Zone episode: What if like... uh... weird looking aliens gave a guy super strength and he did a bunch of Looney Tunes type shit. That would be kind of fucked up.

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What lies before you is an unfortunate series of events, each of which could have been more and more easily avoid as time passed, the warning signs building up into an unavoidable wall. But instead of being a deterrent, the warnings became a suggestion. A beacon, calling on more unfortunate souls to try this concoction; in the only place where stop is go and yes is no: The Twilight Zone.

peeling those sour rainbow gummy strips into long thin strings and putting them into cheap energy drink to create something im calling battery acid spaghetti will update once ive finished it

And this... is The Twilight Zone.

I'm girl ?

Some mental wellness Talking Heads

never ask a woman her age a man his salary your mutual how late it is in her timezone when she starts posting about that bisexual man

@twilight-zone-as-tma-fears

Here’s the previously mentioned blog I was talking about

Well I'll be damned.

I go to the grocery store, heading straight for the dairy section. Positioning myself in the middle of the milk shelf, I let out one single long, wailing, cheese-curdling scream. Every single carton of fresh dairy product within hearing distance has now been rendered undrinkable. The poor worker whose only task this shift was to keep me out of the store and most importantly away from the dairy at all costs is fired on the spot. I do not linger to bear witness to the grief and destruction I have caused. Knowing that I caused it is enough.

These petty, pointless acts of meaningless evil are the reason that I will not see the kingdom of heaven.