My Apologies.

I can't believe the Rod Serling is tumblring from beyond the grave. How does it feel to be 100 years old Mr Serling

My body may have died, but my spirit lives on. -R.S.

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

Baba is correct, this image is a fabrication.

a guy who can jork it with his left hand and his right hand, call that ambidicktrous

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I feel as though I've been altered in some fundemental way

All the clocks say 9 (when i usually wake up earlier) but it looks like 5 am outside

Mod Serling Here! My computer claims that I made posts for Rod Serling 4 hours ago, and I remember doing so, but I was also asleep 4 hours ago??

She Serling on my Rod until I... Twilight Zone.

She's a Terror on my Tower till I... Twilight Zone.

It seems that The Twilight Zone has over 100 denizens here on Tumblr. A warm welcome to all of you just tuning in.

Remember, there is no comment to odd, no question to strange, for this blog. I have seen many things queer in nature, and this website is no different. -R.S

Last night we let Nothing speak. Last night was no movie, no image, a blank page. got so fucked up last night off zero drinks that i ended up making no actions, much to the embarrassment of no one, who wasn't there.