A cold chill ran thru Rodney’s spine as he foraged for birdseed at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It was an eerie sound; unearthly one could say. He scanned the horizon for signs of the threat. At last he decided it must be the Face of Everyman dreaming and snoring.
Today was the start of Spring Break for the folks at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The early arrivals had begun their drinking contests and Frat hazing. the Face of Everyman looked forward to a prosperous first quarter.
the face of Everyman was surprised to receive a visit from Hercules, a big Tom who roamed at will in the vast forests of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Hercules has just returned from an extended RV trip with his people. It was good to be home.
Little Ninja has escaped his captures and is on the run. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is an ideal hide away except it has never served dog food. Once again the Face of Everyman attempts to bribe the little beast to return to captivity with a nice bone.
Was this the mysterious Gang of Seven? Their reputation for armed robbery of luxury hotels and small town banks was legendary. the Face of Everyman didn’t know whether to “comp” them or “drop a dime”. The future of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa hung on his decision.
Hummers always seemed to want to challenge something. New arrivals to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa usually were is awe of the Spring of Eternal Giving, but not this visitor. the Face of Everyman usually had to explain how we all benefited from her presence.
At long last Boris and Natasha had returned to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their dance troupe had disbanded and scattered to the many unnamed republics. Undaunted they would rebuild with the help of the Face of Everyman.
They were back. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa held some strange fascination for these three despite the fact that there was almost nothing for them to feed on. the face of Everyman again suggested that the nearby meadow should be a source of fresh fat insects.
Boots got her comeuppance when she tried the short cut through the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Security cameras and klieg lights tracked her every move. the Face of Everyman tried to sleep through the incident but without success.
Few guests knew that the Face of Everyman had an “understanding” with the kindly ‘ol pensioner that quarterly he could under go exfoliation treatments to preserve his youthful appearance. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was renown for being very, very discrete.
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