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.
Some days any old photo will have to do. This grainy shot is from last week’s archives. the Face of Everyman supposed it was a Coyote. It skirted the boundaries of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
A Father Daughter team of do-gooders scoured the water feature of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was pleased that there was still some that cared.
As Pogo inspects some fresh fruit, a garden Snail ponders the advisability of the route he’s chosen. the Face of Everyman started dreaming of escargot. The rest of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained peaceful.
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