Fearful Freddy was the butt of many jokes around the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Yesterday some wag yelled “Shark” and poor Freddy jumped straight up. Even the Face of Everyman appeared amused.
Bors the Younger had spent all night nursing his wounds and poaching apples in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Broken antlers attested to his willingness to do combat; a full stomach meant he needed a safe place to ruminate and then sleep. the Face of Everyman suggested that a nearby glen of ferns might offer safety. Or not.
No sooner than the parsimonious rations for songbirds had been distributed than a huge deer swept in and ate what she could lick up. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had sought a federal subsidy for birdseed and suet blocks. Now with a new administration perhaps it was time to resubmit.
Hudson was excited. Schools were reopening soon and he could attend. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Montetorkie School had been extensively retrofitted with the latest in equipment to separate students and have adequate ventilation. the Face of Everyman could be justifiably proud of his stewardship of the best educational system along the Pacific Flyway.
Annually the tidal bore swept inland to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa creating a fearsome maelstrom. the face of Everyman knew that it’s effects would last only minutes. He held his breath and ordered a round of brandy for all survivors.
The Interns from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Film School had done everything right except . . . wipe off the lens. Droplets of fog created a dim image of an otherwise excellent piece of photography. the Face of Everyman was unlikely to exhibit this blunder by eager students. He saved it as “a teaching moment.”
Other voters hung back as an angry Henrietta cast her ballot. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was proud of their record of accommodating all eligible citizens. the Face of Everyman didn’t like the idea of staying up past 8 o’clock to complete the counting.
The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa offered guests free skiing lessons during the snowy periods of winter. Looking ahead the Face of Everyman saw that this kid wouldn’t even make it down the Bunny Slope.
Bobby, Billy and Betty were out and about on Halloween. Their masks were a perfect disguise. Trick or treating had never been this much fun. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had a high tolerance for mischief but, the Face of Everyman, however, knew the heartbreak of cleaning up after a Raccoon Rave.
Winston brought his mid-afternoon snack to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to soften in the life giving waters. Perhaps a poem was in order. He turned to ask the Face of Everyman who feigned sleep to avoid answering.
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