Dylan

Just posting my shower thoughts.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Me with @TonyStewart taken on 3/23/2019. I wish I had told him more than just "how are you?"

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

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[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

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[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

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[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Proud to be the 4,410th 😎 on @BackerKit for RiffTrax Makes MST3K -- Four NEW episodes in 2026!. thanks @rifftrax

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

I hope this isn't AI. This is a lovely aesthetic.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Look into this.

[HOUSE PORN @HOUSEPORN___]

why spend a fortune on a fancy bed frame when Japanese platform style does everything right?

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

For me, Comedy Central after I nodded off watching a South Park marathon.
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[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

We need those late 90s/early 2000s internet safety presentations to come back. Even if some of the information is outdated.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Idea: watch incel content on YT, then watch suicide content to fuck with the YT algorithm.

[mike wing @immike_wing]

newgrounds used to get 3,000 flash animations a year, most are forgotten

so i made a site that shuffles through them

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

One of the happiest memories of my mom was her and I looking at the comic strip Bizarro and looking for the hidden symbols.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

If I'm seeing a pizza that was left out all night, I'm tossing that shit.

[Sandy Petersen 🪔 @SandyofCthulhu]

We used to leave pizza sitting out overnight in our office at Ensemble Studios all the time. Then in the morning people would take a slice or two for breakfast.

This practice stopped cold when one day, upon opening the pizza box, several large Texas cockroaches were spotted having their own breakfast. From that day on, food was NEVER left out overnight.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Kids https://t.co/OhBNLhibK3

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

The question is who will send out the first cease and desist letter.

My money is on Nintendo.

[Dexerto @Dexerto]

Chinese YouTuber 'xnzxnz' has built a 3-in-1 console, merging a PS5, Nintendo Switch 2 and Xbox Series X together

She has named her creation “Ningtendo PXBOX 5”

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Wendy's Signature Sauce is just fry sauce with extra spices.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Can we get a "Barbarians at the Gate" style book in a year about the Warner Brothers buyout?

Paramount trying more than 5 times to aquire WB are their own separate stories.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Someone needs to narrate this.

[Asanwa.sol @Chizitere_xyz]

David sits in his car. The engine is off, but he hasn't moved for ten minutes.

​He is parked in the driveway of the house he pays for, staring at the front door. Inside, the lights are warm. He can see the silhouette of his wife, Sarah, moving in the kitchen. He can see his daughter watching TV. It looks like a perfect life.

​But David isn't soaking it in. He is hyperventilating.
​He grips the steering wheel until his knuckles turn white. He is taking these ten minutes to put the "mask" back on.
​At work today, he lost a major client. The company is downsizing. He might not have a job in three months. The panic is a physical weight on his chest, crushing his lungs. He wants to walk inside, fall into Sarah’s arms, and say, "I’m scared. I don’t know if I can keep holding this up. I need you to tell me it’s going to be okay."
​But he doesn't.

​He remembers three years ago. His mother died. He broke down in front of Sarah. He cried. Really cried. He saw the look in her eyes shift. From comfort to fear.

The "Rock" had crumbled, and she didn't know how to look at him anymore. The attraction faded for months.

​He learned his lesson: He is allowed to be sad, but he is not allowed to be helpless.
​So, in the darkness of the driveway, David swallows the panic. He fixes his tie. He checks his reflection in the rearview mirror and practices the smile. The "I'm fine" smile.
​He opens the car door and walks inside.

​"Hey, honey! You're late," Sarah says, not looking up from her phone. "Did you remember to transfer the tuition fees? The school sent a reminder."
​She didn't bother to ask how he is.

​"Yeah, I did it," David says, kissing her cheek. She accepts the kiss, but she doesn't lean into it. That moment, he felt like he is just part of the furniture. A utility provider that keeps the lights on.

​Later that night, in bed, David reaches out. He runs his hand down her arm, starving for a touch that isn't transactional. He just wants to feel desired. He wants to know he matters.
​Sarah sighs. A heavy, annoyed sigh. "David, I'm exhausted. The kids were a nightmare today. Can we just sleep?"

​He pulls his hand back immediately, humiliated. The "Beggar Dynamic" kicks in. He feels gross for even asking. He turns his back to her, staring at the wall.
​Lying there, in the house he built, next to the woman he loves, David realizes the terrifying truth:
​If he died tomorrow, they would miss him.
But if he went broke tomorrow, hmm...
​He realizes he isn't loved unconditionally like his daughter or the dog. He is on a performance contract. As long as the payments clear, he is allowed to stay.
​He closes his eyes. The panic returns. But he stays silent.

​Because the only safe space he has left is inside his own head.

[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

I'm gonna be here for hours.
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[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

I'm ready

[Mkro @Mkrostudio]

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[Dylan @RealDylanD1]

Is this the new trend?

[𝗃ells @jellymoths]

why are women undressing themselves with grok on my TL