Shortly after ten pm a Miasma formed over the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to ignore it but, it’s presence was too strong. It shook him to his core.
the Face of Everyman established the UFO Investigative Team to look into the nature of this photo. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa recorded few sightings of Aliens.
It was the “old blame game” as to who got the last chip. the Face of Everyman began to worry as to the continued presence of the Gulls in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Homelessness was rampant in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Scrubby is trying to wash off the stench of campfire smoke. the Face of Everyman had teams interviewing guests for suitable roostings.
Roxberry felt he didn’t belong. What was different about him? He looked like other Sparrows, didn’t he? Of all the varieties of birds in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa his crown stood out the most. the Face of Everyman seldom used his image. Why?
Was it Spring at last? Questioned Henretta of the Oracle. She remained mute. Then it still must be Winter in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa mused the Face of Everyman.
Luckily Amos and Whipsaw had eaten most of the pizza before the Gull showed up. the Face of Everyman began to worry that he was attracting the wrong crowd to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
Then one day a curious thing happened, a Pigeon appeared in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. It had been so long since one had been seen that the Face of Everyman couldn’t believe his eyes. He made an immediate pigeon census report.