The relay team representing the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were about to compete in the Nationals. They practiced daily under the watchful eye of the Face of Everyman. With time, they would be ready for the Olympics.
It was Eldridge, the village drunk, who first heard the cries for help from the Face of Everyman. It seems that his disorientation had gone all day without notice. His voice now weak and hoarse, the venerable sage had all but given up hope of being rescued. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa public works crane arrived with in the hour to set things straight.
Auditions for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa’s version of SNL produced some strange contestants. Those with some promise were placed in the Chautauqua group for the Fall Show. Others were asked by the Face of Everyman to please practice a bit more and return next month.
It was that long awaited midnight show featuring the Bancroft Boys; Hear No, See No and Speak No. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa “rocked” with crowd enthusiasm. The trio were prompted for two encores. the Face of Everyman rolled his eyes, expressing his wonderment at what passed for entertainment these days.
Mildred had time on her hands, the sunset cruise of the islands surrounding the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa didn’t began for a few more hours. Surely one Long Island Iced Tea wouldn’t spoil her enjoyment of the cruise. the Face of Everyman had heard that kind of twisted rationale before. It was all he could do to keep from speaking up.
Cranston had a natural flare for skateboarding; few in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had his gift of speed and daring. the Face of Everyman feared for his life at every hop, skip and jump.
It was Saturday morning and Archimedes began his DIY project by ceremonially dipping each nail and screw into the sacred waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; thus ensuring the completion of the project and its longevity. the Face of Everyman suggested that he hire a local contractor from Angi.
It was easy for the Face of Everyman to see why the expression High Five had never caught on at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It just didn’t have any relevance.
Harry and Larry disguised themselves as plain brown backyard songbirds; all the better to infiltrate the alleged cult operating in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Of course the Face of Everyman saw right thru this ruse and greeted them by name and “comp”ed them their lunch and one small iced tea. The venerable sage, always a gracious host, invited them back, anytime, while off duty.
Belasco was being punished by his parents. His task was to soak the kernel of corn as part of the preparation for the evening meal. the Face of Everyman could hardly wait until all the crows flocked and left the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their sharp talons were starting to leave ugly scars on his otherwise flawless complexion.
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