the Face of Everyman thought it was shocking that so many homeless children were roaming the streets of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa at all hours of the day or night. What could be done?
Oberon began posing tough questions to the Face of Everyman. “Since there are no Turkeys in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; what’s the big fuss?” The venerable sage had no response.
Arnold was back for his weekly visit with the Face of Everyman. No where in the whole of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was there an animal so insecure as Arnold. He sought reassurance that his antlers had grown. The venerable sage was reluctant to admit the truth: Major pieces had broken off and the poor boy had even less to be proud of this week.
Frederick was proud of his new faux ermine coat. It was the first of its kind in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was curious. “Why didn’t you get the one in mink?”
y Once again Lulu was on the hunt. She had left a warm hearth to search the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa for field mice or any other playful meal. the Face of Everyman barely roused himself to acknowledge this frequent intruder.
Once again Cheeky tried to beat the camera shutter on the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa security camera. What he didn’t know was that the Face of Everyman switched to the wide angle lens. Who is having fun now?
Is a thin film of ice developed on the placid waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Henrietta felt less like performing her morning ablutions. Perhaps this afternoon before high tea. the Face of Everyman felt slightly jealous; all he could look forward to was Happy Hour.
The National Inquirer purchased this action shot of Big Guy as he patrolled the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hoped that the notoriety of our home town boy would bring throngs of new guests. He needed a big bump in fourth quarter profits.
Ms Robin confronted the Face of Everyman to complain about the unceasing rain. Her deluxe suite at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was flooded. The venerable sage assured her that if anybody came to work today he’d send them over to solve her problem. That is, if anybody came to work.
Mayberry wasn’t sure about bubbles; they seemed to have a life of their own. Many strange things existed in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and although he’d asked the Face of Everyman the answers were never clear. He would bolt if that big one drifted his way.