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.
As rehearsals continued unabated, tempers flared. The season ballet of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was in jeopardy. the face of Everyman tried to retain his composure.
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.
Tryouts for the winter ballet The Nutcracker Suite continued at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hoped to into rehearsal tomorrow.
Not-Our-Cat is poised to catch Cheeky in and endless game of hide and seek. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa has unlimited hiding spots. the Face of Everyman wished these two would play somewhere else.
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.”
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.
Boots wanted a choice spot to watch the Thanksgiving Day Parade in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Once again, the Face of Everyman questioned the hour. 5 AM? Ridiculous!
Seems as though everybody came to alert the Face of Everyman about the sacred fountain’s failure. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was a thing in constant motion.
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