The Twins were here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to torment the Face of Everyman. Every question was meant to confound the Venerable Sage.
Perplex
Vain
As Summer weather was forecasted for the next few days Crackerjack rested ahead of time in the shade. He found a spot in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa where a passerby could admire his new antlers. the Face of Everyman thought this the height of vanity.
Lost?
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.
Fallen Deity
Nocturnal?
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.
Hard Stuff
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.
Oh Dark Hundred
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.
genus Corvus
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.
Trivia
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.
Michelin?
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.
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