Graydon had chosen the lush gardens of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as the setting to announce his candidacy. His wild promises to drain the swamp and curtail illegal immigration brought gasps from his meager audience. the Face of Everyman tried to whisper a new stratagem. Unwittingly he offered Graydon: “A chicken in every pot.”
Baseball
All eyes were on Jackson as he was ready to release his fast ball in this ninth inning of the season finale. It was the Montetorkie Mongols against the Jesuit Crusaders. A windless day, the crowd was hushed. Even the Face of Everyman held his breath in anticipation of the home team winning the coveted pennant. Alack and alas. Those Jesuits went on to win the division finals. From then on no one talked much baseball at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Jackson found a job selling used cars in the village.
Containers
Each day former lodgers of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa stopped to say hello to the Face of Everyman. Robespierre was noncommittal about whether or not the venerable sage would get to meet any of his new family. Container plantings purchased by the kindly ol’ pensioner didn’t really have enough undergrowth for good nest building. Perhaps, he and Cozette, would return when the plantings offered more mature cover.
Indignities
As luck would have it; a plus sized couple won big on a popular game show: a weeks stay at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman braced himself for a weeks worth of indignities.
Free Diving
The World Championship Contest in Free Diving was scheduled for late June at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had once held the title two eons running during the most recent Ice Age. He now had his eye on winning in the Seniors Division. Practise sessions are held daily. The kindly ol’ pensioner is assisting the venerable sage in holding his breath while simulating Free Diving.
Alert!
Early warning sensors alerted the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The klaxons blared; citizens were advised to shelter in place. A marauding villain was on a predawn hunt. the Face of Everyman recognized the predatory being as a neighborhood house cat from a good family. The venerable sage cleared his throat loud enough to scare the trespasser into a hasty retreat. Sunrise came to a tranquil paradise.
Sanctuary
Solomon was seeking sanctuary in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His several wives were pressing him for nonsupport. the Face of Everyman tried to explain that a UNESCO historical site, such as FBRS, didn’t provide relief in such domestic matters. https://tinyurl.com/y8q8tpx3
Escapee
Dante was a quick study. Look how easily he had escaped the captivity of the pet store. Now he found himself on his own at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. As his stomach rumbled he wondered where his next meal was coming from. And when. the Face of Everyman was awakened by that all too familiar sound. He briefed the new fugitive on when the kindly ol’ pensioner stocked the feeding box. If he was really hungry; week old soggy movie pop corn could be found between the pavers. The venerable sage extended the welcome and told the newcomer were the best temporary roosting could be found.
Roosting Alone
Some of the Guys were starting to get anxious. None of the Gals had arrived at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Maybe they went on to Canada suggested the Face of Everyman in a mocking tone; quite out of character. The Guys continued to grouse about the lack of feminine companionship. They had been “batching it” for the past week and were sick and tired of wearing their best suit everyday.
Worst Fears
The newly arrived couple had begun nesting at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to shut his eyes and hold his breath as wave after wave threatened to sink him. If he’d only known that they were avid water polo players he would have recommended them to nest at the London Water Polo League; an organization he helped found.
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