Father Robin is preaching to the unwashed in this file photo from the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was unclear as to wither or not these two thugs comprehended anything the good cleric said.
A flood watch was established as a new storm front swept in to inundate the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was worried as bookings sank to a new low. If this kept up he’d have to pay the staff in IOUs.
Father Robin bent low in the icy waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He was hearing the annual confession of the Face of Everyman. A pious man, he was shocked at what the venerable sage revealed.
The championship golf team of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa met before dawn. They hoped that the greens thawed by tee time. the Face of Everyman awoke long enough to give them a hint: reschedule for Sunday 9 AM.
Yikes. No one had told Reynaldo that the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were ice cold. the Face of Everyman tried to warn him but his teeth were chattering too much. The venerable sage couldn’t wait till the pond heater had melted the ice.
Ms Robin confronted the Face of Everyman to complain about the unceasing rain. Her deluxe suite at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was flooded. The venerable sage assured her that if anybody came to work today he’d send them over to solve her problem. That is, if anybody came to work.
Rumors of Snapping Turtles often proved true even in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Rodney yelped loudly when something ferocious bit his toe. Poor the Face of Everyman, once again his nap was interrupted.
At first the Face of Everyman couldn’t believe his ears; these two argued about everything: politics, religion, where best to hunt worms, etc. With all this beauty around them in the form of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa, one would think that they would find a lot less to disagree about.
Mom always had trouble getting Baby Huey out of the water. The obstreperous child refused to give up his place, even for his Father. the Face of Everyman soon tired of this cajoling and although it was sacrosanct in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; the venerable sage pulled the plug and drained the pool. Not to worry, it would soon refill for Dad’s bath.
A strange phenomenon was taking shape in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Songbirds which normally flock were appearing in the ones and twos. the Face of Everyman was reluctant to pry; but, he did wonder if they had no friends. Dare he ask this youngster.