Bob hardly heard a word the stranger was saying. With the Goddess back in place everything should return to normal in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even the Face of Everyman would agree it hadn’t. The female wild canaries should have arrived by now.
Who could explain the habits of this night creature? Pogo was out; apparently the hours of foraging weren’t over. Most folks had been up for hours in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Even the Face of Everyman had finished his coffee.
It had long been a rule of thumb that hard food should be soaked before being consumed. Festus applied that principal to eggshells. Even the magical waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa couldn’t perform miracles. the Face of Everyman suggested smaller bites.
The Trickster still on the hunt. Blaring Klaxons don’t deter her. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa guests are ordered to shelter in place. the Face of Everyman sleeps thru it all.
Breadcrumbs, long man’s special link to the kingdom of birds. the Face of Everyman wished it weren’t so; it soiled the pristine pond of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Little What’s Her Name followed her mom into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa filled with questions for the Venerable Sage. the Face of Everyman pretended to be asleep.
Mysteriously the waters the pond at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa disappeared. Guests could no longer drink or bathe. the Face of Everyman worried that this might effect his 3 star rating.
Bozwold was overjoyed at finding a coin in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman urged him to put it back. Copper coins were part of scheme to keep the pond algae free.
Here it was the first day of Brides Month and Apollo hadn’t even met anyone. “Was he at the wrong resort?” “Did everybody go on to Canada?” the Face of Everyman didn’t respond. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was still a good place to hangout for the Summer.
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