Ever since the Flock returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa it had been nothing but a feeding frenzy. the Face of Everyman was amazed.
Chow!
Census
Suddenly the Face of Everyman recalled his duty to perform the Pigeon Census. This was to ensure that his budget for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa non-songbird line item was maintained.
Boycott
Pigeons continued to boycott the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hoped an agreement could be reached soon.
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.
Promotion?
Free swim day brought all the free loaders from near and far. Anybody want some free-range squab? The pool at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would certainly need cleaning now. the Face of Everyman was always ambivalent about these sales’ promotion.
DNA
Carstairs was living proof that the gene pool was too small for this community. the Face of Everyman knew that he must look further afield in order to bolster the fail balance in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Splash
“Splish, Splash I was taken a bath.”
Serrenity
the Face of Everyman tried to remember the days before the Pigeons disrupted daily life in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Pigeon Pot Pie?
Wadsworth hoped that the Pigeon wouldn’t pick a fight with him or’d there would be Pigeon Pot Pie for dinner. the Face of Everyman was alarmed by such thoughts and hopped that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained peaceful and quiet.
Food
Henretta patrolled the usual areas for nectar, but little was available in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. She found fault with the Face of Everyman for being so generous towards seed eating birds.
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