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Just a little diddly I thought up after reaching the end of the end of The End. If you do not like Lemony Snicket, or even if by some great misfortune you do, you are advised to leave this page and perhaps visit the forum, where you can find many threads about things much more entertaining and brainless than this, or even better, grab a nice book, such as The Littlest Elf or The Pony Party, and find a place where the world is quiet. You have been warned.

As you may or may not know, the world is full of organizations. Some may be very obvious and are used almost every day by almost everyone, and if you haven’t noticed these, then I suggest you pay more attention to your surroundings, for you never know what might pop up.
Other organizations may be very secret- so secret that even those who are in it do not even know about it, only that once in a while a teddy bear arrives in the mail that, when hugged, states the unsuspecting person’s next mission, and then proceeds to self-destruct, leaving a nice mess for the confused, distraught, and somewhat scorched person to clean up.
There are other organizations that were supposed to be secret, but are no longer so, such as the CIA, FBI, and the McDonald’s franchise, which, in fact, used to be called the McDonald’s Organization, delivering secret patties to secret organizations secretly, with secret sauce, but this was all ruined by one very disgruntled patty-flipper, who started the Big Mac Rebellion of 1966, of which the Daily Punctilio reported every excruciating detail, a phrase which here means “as many lies as they could think of.”
And still others, perhaps the most likely of all, are organizations that you may think are obvious, boring organizations, but are truly secret, sinister, or perhaps well-read, but certainly much more interesting than you had ever imagined. For example, when your father comes to you in the morning, kisses you on the forehead, and says he is off to work, you probably imagine that he is going to a grey building to sit at a grey desk and pretend to listen to a tiresome meeting while staring out a foggy window at a grey, tiresome, and foggy sky. What you probably haven’t realized is that he truly means he is going to Warnings Of Reprobate Knavery, and instead of heading to a grey desk in a grey office in a grey building, he will be heading to a dark passageway in a dark photo booth in a dark subway, where he will receive a dark, secret message from a code that sounds like the screeching of various cranky bats, but is really a person pretending to play the violin badly. Your father will then return home, sit in his comfy chair, and turn on a football game, which will signal to your mother, who will be cooking something delicious, no doubt, that he has a message for her. To signify that she is ready to receive this message, she will proceed to nag your father for being lazy, and in response he will relay his message through a code of explanations of how hard his day was, determining which excuses to use based on the score of the football game. Your mother will then add the appropriate spices to whatever she is cooking, or perhaps burn the dinner if the situation is dire, so that anyone who passes by will smell the evening meal and be warned that they are in grave danger.
As you can see, life is often much more complicated that it seems, so it is best to go through life not asking any questions and doing whatever you are told, though it is not nearly as fun.