Northwestern Crow

Everone knew that potatoe chips tasted better soaked in water. the Face of Everyman feared for his water’s turbidity in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

Belmont knew that he was a sure winner of monthly trophy photo contest. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa owed him a debt of gratitude for removing such vermin. the Face of Everyman knew that this was just the tip of the iceberg of such competition.

Members of the Crow Clan stand around with stomachs growling, but half rations is just what the Face of Everyman had declared for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The Venerable Sage suggested that they try the beach at low tide and do a little work for their supper.

Domingo hid his face from the camera. For the past year he had been in the Witness Protection Program and gone undetected by Interpol, and the CIA. the Face of Everyman feared that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was becoming a hide out for criminals. He quietly called the FBI Anonymous Tip Line.

Crow children learned early to make up their own games. the Face of Everyman closed his eyes to some of the goings on in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.

All the while Bonzo was thinking that it would be nice if the Gods provided a little Brie with the sourdough. the Face of Everyman knew that there would never be enough money in the budget for such niceties. The Trust that ran the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were notoriously tight with money.

The Cracker Jack box contained no prize, but Lester knew to soak each bit of caramel corn before trying to swallow. Slowly he polluted the pristine waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had asked the canteen not to sell the product; but it was one of their best selling treats.

It was a scene of absolute destruction as Merlin went berserk in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Cabana huts were overturned and seed bowls tossed askew. the Face of Everyman wasn’t sure whether to call mental health or the cops.

Why was it that these lay abouts thought that they could keep the pumps at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa running twenty-four/seven. the Face of Everyman almost steamed at the thought of it.

Benson refused to learn from the past as he soaked breadstuffs in the pristine waters of Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Only when he heard the anguish cries of the Face of Everyman did remember.