Dispite his better judgement the Face of Everyman declared it Free Swim Day at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He expected every little street urchin to soil [his] the pristine waters.
Noblesse oblige
Tinnitus
Murgatroyd searched everywhere for the source of the ringing in his ears. the Face of Everyman suggested he visit the clinic Monday morning for an exam. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was only second best to the Mayo Clinic. the Face of Everyman kept track of those things.
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.
Hokey-Pokey
No matter where he went Larry practiced the Hokey-Pokey. Seen above he places his right foot out. Guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa thought it was for their entertainment. the Face of Everyman was growing tired of it.
Lions?
The Party Committee for the Lunar New Year’s party were at odds as to whether to hire a dancing lion. Lions weren’t welcome in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman recalled the last time a lion was invited, he ate half the revelers.
Myth
Murphy had to check out the myth of freshwater pearls. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa’s most often recounted tall tale. the Face of Everyman wished he had a nickel for every sucker who fell for it.
Drowning?
The cries for help seemed to come from everywhere. the Face of Everyman was powerless to act. Drownings are rare in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Venerable Sage entered the incident in the Logbook. What more could he do?
Parkour?
It seems that tail walking had become the new sport in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wished that he felt better; he’d show them a thing or two.
Vets
the Face of Everyman was surprised that so few show up to march in the annual Veteran’s Day Parade in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Maybe next year there would be more.
Question?
This group of scholars are trying to answer the age-old question: How many Angels can stand on the head of a pin? the Face of Everyman hadn’t a clue. Nor did anyone else in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
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