The kindly ol’ pensioner wrestles with a new garden hose as tho’ it was a python. the Face of Everyman tried to brace himself for the flooding of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Python
Mosquito Bits
the Face of Everyman wanted to show behind the scenes action with this photo of the kindle ol’ pensioner applying mosquito pellets to the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage wasn’t sure what this biological agent would do to his near perfect face.
Big Boy
Koi?
the Face of Everyman awoke in alarm to a rare sight: a raccoon foraging in daylight. In a brazen attack on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; what could be said of Robbie’s sense of sportsmanship? As always there was no Koi.
Thirsty
Low tide in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa coincided with Sunrise thus a perfect time for a drink. the Face of Everyman couldn’t imagine who would drink this putrid swill.
Curiosity
Somehow the old adage:”curiosity killed the cat.” leapt into the mind of the Face of Everyman on this scorcher of a night in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Sludge
Slowly the pumps lost pressure at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The once pristine waters filed with algae. the Face of Everyman began to notice a stench.
Bounty?
It was time to report the Pigeon census. Today, hopping to sway the free food quota the birds showed up in droves. Ultimately the Face of Everyman lost count. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would not receive the funding to continue the largesse that the birds counted upon.
Unsure
Wayne was ambivalent about mating this season. His spotty colors said it all. the Face of Everyman felt that was enough of a “red flag” to warn the ladies joining us here in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Apples
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