A gang of marauding toughs cleared the pool of paying guests at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman felt helpless in these situations. Where was a Marvel Comic book hero when you needed them?
Bobbie and Billie weren’t sure that they wanted to bathe with this ex-con. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa often served as a half-way house for paroled felons. the Face of Everyman reached out for income every way he could.
The Ghouls had begun to gather at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was absolutely petrified with fear. It seems that they weren’t myths after all.
Suddenly the Gangsters were everywhere. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had been invaded. the Face of Everyman tried to remain calm. He hummed a tune from his childhood. It helped.
the Face of Everyman wasn’t sure of which flock this visitor belonged; he was obviously in transition. This time of year at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa almost anything was possible.
The rules of hierarchy were clear: If you were an hour older you entered the pool at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa first. the Face of Everyman never understood the confusion in that.
Looking a bit like warmed over death Albert wondered why the other kids didn’t want to play with him. the Face of Everyman hoped that this type of guest would flock soon and leave the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
The heat wave continued at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Sweltering temps caused guests to spend hours in the water. It was stifling and almost too much for the Face of Everyman to bear.
Auditions for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Summer musical began with lead singer try outs. the Face of Everyman was shocked at how some songbirds thought that they could sing. This was pure cacophony. Next!
Shark attacks were not unknown in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but more often than not it was a Snapping Turtle biting a big toe. the Face of Everyman took comfort in not having any appendages.