The Crows blamed each other for missing out on the breakfast buffet served mornings at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman noted that orts were not good enough for this regal bird.
Orts
Lottery
Every night before the big lottery drawing young Pierpont would stroke the chin of the venerable sage. the Face of Everyman had no idea how he became a talisman for this young rascal. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa’s gaming laws needed a review.
Fight
Sometimes it was ugly, bitter words and a lot of posturing. Never-the-less the Face of Everyman would tell them to go elsewhere to fight. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a family-oriented business.
Searching
Pickenpaugh was eager to find the source of the Spring of Eternal Sorrows. the Face of Everyman wished him luck.
Swim Team
For a while Mullard coached the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa swim team. Of course, they never made it to the state championships. the Face of Everyman saw plainly that his methods were antiquated.
Alpine Village
the Face of Everyman awoke, having dreamt that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had become a picturesque alpine village. The snow melted by noon. It was back to business as usual.
Roman Bath
the Face of Everyman liked to think that it was the heated waters of his Roman bath that drew the Wild Canaries to the Foggy Bottom Resort and Spa.
Gale Force Winds
Yep! Word on the street had it that Gale Force winds were set to hit the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman needed extra help to bring in the lawn chairs.
Census
the Face of Everyman was remiss in Audobon census duties. Yet somehow he was reluctant to record only one pigeon visiting the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He expected to do better next month.
Life
Buff-Orpington was struck with the sudden realization that this was all that there was to life: the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman nodded in silent agreement.
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