Grub?

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Brenton had been reluctant to add the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to his Fall itinerary. The food was bad and the service worse. He was better off foraging behind the pet store in the village; at least their floor sweepings contained fresh seed. Both he and the Face of Everyman avoided eye contact.

Touch Up

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Mavis had booked into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to have her hi-lites renewed. Unfortunately shipments of products used in such tonsorial treatments had been outlawed by the Bureau of Customs and Agriculture. the Face of Everyman was working to find a new all natural substitute. It may take months of experimental testing before he achieved a product that he would label with his name and likeliness.

SNAP

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Cheeky was desperate. He had learned that the Supplemental Nutrition Assistance Program had been left out of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa annual budget. He begged the Face of Everyman to reinstate it. As simple as an ear mark perhaps. Winter weather at this remote location on the the Pacific Flyway was forecasted to be bleak.

Rocky

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Some inexorable force held Rocky’s paw in a vise like grip. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was home to many inexplicable occurrences. the Face of Everyman wasn’t about to release this bandit until the press and TV crews showed up. Besides, guests needed to take selfies and call out this bandit for what he was on social platforms.

Hokey Pokey

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The annual Debutante Ball at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was fast approaching. Seen above young Brangwy is trying her hardest to learn The Hokey Pokey. The words never seemed to make much sense. She tried to memorize: You take your right foot out . . . What exactly was the hokey pokey all about? Even the venerable sage couldn’t give a clear answer.

Wynken, Blynken and Nod

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Wynken, Blynken and Nod tried to set to sea in the most unlikely boat ever. the Face of Everyman was aware of the children’s poem but he wasn’t about to leave the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The venerable sage suggested that they spend the afternoon on the river boat sight seeing; that should be enough adventure for one day.

Guinness World Record

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the Face of Everyman had applied months ago to Guinness Book of World Records to officiate a race between a Crow and a Pigeon. There seemed no existing record. On race day the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was crowded with paying spectators. The venerable sage was pleased; his 2nd quarter budget was now in the black.

Drill Team

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It was nearly time for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Labor Day parade to start. Mullard had allowed his precision drill team to relax a bit while waiting their turn to show their stuff to the holiday crowds. the Face of Everyman hoped that this rowdy group would soon form up and get off of his face.