Calypso was born street fighter; he stared the Crows down; he knew they weren’t up to a fight. This altercation disturbed the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman suggested that they share.
Stare down
Leftovers
Taco fixin’s meant for the Crows were instead gobbled up by the Sea Gulls, a new threat to the delicate balance of nature in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was nonplussed.
Sea Gulls!
Sea Gulls made quick work of stale bread meant for the Crow Family. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa seldom, if ever, have Gulls drop in. the Face of Everyman was as surprised as anyone.
Freeloader
Johnathon found the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa scarry and foreign; but there was free food. The old guy seemed grumpy. Indeed, the Face of Everyman was stern with freeloading birds.
Ravenous
Johnaton Livingston was hungry, and he tried to join the murder of Crows that hung out at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. They would have none of it and drove him off. the Face of Everyman was pleased; he couldn’t afford one more ravenous mouth to feed.
Death Threat
the Face of Everyman was unclear if the Death Threat was real or was it a poorly worded request. The venerable sage tried to remain calm and not show fear, but that proved difficult. In the end, the villain departed the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa vowing to return. Immediately, the Kindly ol’ Pensioner put everybody on half rations of dreck. Nothing should attract these marauders. Everyman pleaded, on the guests behalf, for a wiser solution.
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