The Coyote made one quick pass thru the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His nose revealed the scent of Brer Rabbit somewhere here abouts. the face of Everyman slept thru all the excitement of the sirens and klaxon warning of the famished intruder.
Ridley had been offering free yoga classes to the guests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It created a problem for the guests as well as the Face of Everyman who had hoped to sleep in this morning. Ridley was always up before sunrise and started even with no students present. Seen above he enacts a flawless Downward Dog Pose.
the Face of Everyman was pleased to welcome a new face to the healing waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He had heard her voice on rare occasions; but, he was reluctant to ask why she was so mournful.
A tropical heat wave struck the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The thunderous roar of air conditioners was enough to wake the dead. Sure enough, the Face of Everyman awoke surrounded by frolicking Zombies. It was the night of the living dead. Luckily his basaltic shell could withstand their assault.
The facial recognition software had difficulty IDing this visitor to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had only a few gopher holes vacant this time of year should this guest decide to book in for the night. The venerable sage cautioned him against creating a borrow or warren without a permit from city hall in the nearby village.
The sounds of happy songbirds lured Selene to the every edge of the vast forest of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. To her, everything was new and wondrous; it was only when the Face of Everyman questioned her as to the whereabouts of her Mom did she realize how far she’d traveled. The venerable sage suggested that she return to the safe spot where her mother had placed her. Mom might be frightened by her absence.
The venerable sage awoke to find himself surrounded by a cluster of the dreaded parasite birds. No nest was safe from these unscrupulous demons. the Face of Everyman noted in his log the year by year increase of these birds in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He lit a votive candle for the songbird Mothers who would lose their offspring this season to the murderous tactics of these monsters.
An intense heat wave was bringing sweltering temperatures to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had to deny any requests from the Plus Sized Ladies to splash in the pool. He could only recommend the deep shade of the near by forests.
Larry was a regular at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa bar. After a couple of stiff ones he would burst into song. “When Irish Eyes Are Smiling” was one of his favorites. It always brought tears to the Face of Everyman. The Goddess couldn’t help but be moved as well.
Thru out the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa there reverberated a cacophony of cries to be fed. the Face of Everyman was concerned about the overtaxed Moms. The venerable sage looked forward to the resumption of the free school lunch program.
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