Reports of widespread flooding at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa brought out national news reporters. When asked of the Face of Everyman what could be done to end these nightmares, he gargled somewhat incoherently: “Basalt lives . . . , Army Corps of Engineers . . . A commercial broke into the story and the news cycle rolled on to Spring hats at Derbies in the UK.
Howey was back at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He was applying for the position of Cabana Boy. Reluctantly the Face of Everyman had to tell him that there was a hiring freeze during this pandemic. Many spa positions went unfilled due to the required social distancing.
Westerberry left the safety of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa to approach the manor house. At first it was just curiosity; but then when he saw the kindly ol’ pensioner having toast and coffee, he knew he was missing out on the good life. How could he have ever have thought that Dumpster Diving was:”La dolce vita?” He sought out the Face of Everyman to explain about the haves and the have nots.
The Pool Party was to begin at noon at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As predicted by the Face of Everyman the Krepzbach family came early and filled the pool. Que sera, sera.
Lydia finished her story of injustice and hardship with a shrug. She was glad to be in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa where friendship and safety seemed commonplace. the Face of Everyman awoke with a twitch. Had he slept thru this poor souls heartfelt outpouring? His mind raced to find a suitable response. None came to mind.
“Not Panther” is the newest menace in the pantheon of villains to found in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above, she believes that she in invisible. Little does she realize that it is the mind force field of the Face of Everyman that is counteracting her fiendish energy.
Horton came early to get a good seat for the Soccer match that would be shown on the Jumbotron at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hoped that no one would try and stand on his face for a more advantageous view.
For the fourth day in a row young Billy Bob had stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa and inquired of the Face of Everyman about the growth of his antlers. The venerable sage, aware of the pride this young buck had in his maturity, would mutter some dimension in the metric system or whatever. Each day a different scale. Today it was a ratio. Billy Bob was pleased with any answer.
The Old Sarge stopped by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa on his way to the D Day ceremonies. His missing tail spoke volumes as to his sacrifices to his country. the Face of Everyman never let on that the Old Sage was too young to have been in any war in recent history.
The Reverend Robin chases off the personification of Evil in this Tableau_Vivant being performed at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the face of Everyman always sought honesty in his still life portrayals. The EMTs were called when the Cow Bird collapsed from holding that position. The venerable sage searched Craig’s List for a suitable perch.
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