This article is part of the Instruction for a Help series.
The "Instruction for..." series is nearing its end. Next Friday will be the final installment of the series and I've got some fun things planned. Some questions will be answered, some won't, but after the urging from readers on the forums I will be publishing some supplementary information.
This info will be presented as a condensed companion to the "Instruction for..." series. I feel I might have given the impression that this stuff is going to be dry notes. To the contrary, it is a ton of material written and unused throughout the series from the perspective of the "Mans From Below", and I hope it will be as entertaining as the main articles have been. I've resisted the urge to fill things in from a more conventional perspective and I intend to stick that one out through the main series.
If you are enjoying the way the story has been presented and you don't want things spoiled by more details I suggest you stay away from my Daily Dirt next Friday. This parallel storyline will tell the tale of the subterranean faction and provide insight that you mind find more accessible, but it could also ruin some of the mystery. What I really came up with will probably never be as cool as what you imagined.
If you don't want to see it, I don't want you seeing the zipper on the monster suit.
A thousand years ago, dudes were dying from splinters, but now the wizard potion that cleans our light wounds costs less than a Dr. Pepper in 1994. I love this medicinal 7up.
U2 and Apple have conspired to place a U2 album into your music in the year 2014. You own a U2 album. And you can't get rid of it.
Ron Paul spins in his chair, trying to grab his decorative antique musket but Freddy gets it first.
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