The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was open to all; except when you were shunned by your own kind. the Face of Everyman never interfered in such matters.
Lebowski was up to his favorite tricks: bobbing for French fries. He had been scolded before as this muddied the pristine waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman always felt insulted when a Crow stood on his face.
the Face of Everyman had never met anyone who liked the idea of a Brown-headed Cowbird sitting on his face. There were so many other places suitable in the vast jungle of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; after all, his face was his fortune.
Aaaah! A fresh shower and Archie was ready to take on the day. Of course, there were few obstacles to life in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to keep it that way.
“When the Red, red robin comes bob, bob, bobbing along, along.” the Face of Everyman couldn’t get that tune out of his head. Soon the entire Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was singing some version of it.
When Barnaby learned that the despicable Brown Headed Cow Bird was in the area; he took off for home like a shot. He had to protect his nest from that predator. Seems that several had moved into the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. That meant big trouble. the Face of Everyman wished that he could help.
During re-enactments of historical battles certain actors were called upon to pretend to have been shot from the skies over the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was awed by the reality of the scene.
With all the turmoil in his private life the Face of Everyman had forgotten about the monthly Pigeon census. There was still time to submit the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa report. Nothing like talons in your face to cause instant recall.