This guy is waiting patiently for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Food Bank to open. He had been promised two jars of nectar. the Face of Everyman was trying to fill every person’s needs. Hopefully the Honey Suckle vine would flower soon.


Humphrey resented the surtax charged for feeders. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa operated at a loss much of the winter, so feeders have a surcharge on top of room rentals. the Face of Everyman had to look for every opportunity just to break even.


Little Billy always complained about having to bathe even though the life-giving waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa made his cough better. Mom made sure he washed behind his ears. the Face of Everyman wondered why that act always seemed so important.


It was open mic night at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Mullard’s jokes were dull and overused. The hecklers were in the crowd and made it all the more difficult to perform. the Face of Everyman called the next performer on stage. Mullard closed with a bow. Also, a vow “never again.”


Every time Larry got drunk, he put a dent in the ambience of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He would rant against the oft pious attitude of the Face of Everyman. What was the venerable sage to do? He had a position to uphold.


the Face of Everyman catered the celebration of the New Year for the Crow Clan. Dunking for pretzels was one of their favorite pastimes. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was searched high and low for a bag with an outdated best by date. The Crows left a generous tip.

Golden Boy

Was this the Golden Boy that the face of Everyman had heard so much buzz about? The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa needed a new DJ to entertain the luncheon crowd. The venerable sage was prepared for some tough wage package negotiations.