Charade

Cranston stood guard over this treasure trove of salty French Fries as he awaited the others of the clan to come share. From time-to-time French Fries seemed to grow in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman enjoyed watching this charade play out.

White?

Once again, the Face of Everyman was reminded of his failures in genetics. Beneath the surface of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa in his secret underground lab. where he attempted to create a truly white pigeon. Now, the whole world could see his failure.

Camp Robber

Marshall was sure he could smell something delicious here at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Had the chef thrown out a turkey bone for the crows? the Face of Everyman had forgot to mask the smell of the holiday meal leftovers. A lesson for next time.

Confusion

Stage directions confused the younger dancers as rehearsal of the Nutcracker Suite performance at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa continued. Poor old the Face of Everyman had long ago lost his patience. Alas; he had no hair to pull out.

Runt

This is Lamont. He is the runt of a litter of one. He is noticeably smaller than the other Fawns. the Face of Everyman was overheard to say, ” It will take the whole village of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to raise this kid.”

Earl

Few knew that Johnnie Dark Eyes had a half-brother, Earl, who seldom visited the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. That was okay by the face of Everyman, Earl always asked the same questions about Quantum Mechanics.