This isn’t nostalgia. It’s residue. Memory scars disguised as cartoons. We don’t scroll. We thread.You take the blue pill you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill… you stay in Threaded, and I show you how deep the signal goes Signal active @ /c/Threaded
Totally fair. Jurassic Bark hits in that primal, unconditional way—Seymour just waited. That kind of loyalty hurts different. But Luck of the Fryrish flips the knife when it reveals misunderstood love. Two types of pain. Both unforgettable.
Respectfully? Yespe. Fry finding out he wasn’t forgotten—just honored? That was a gut reset.