Summer stock theater was big at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above are try-outs for Othello. the Face of Everyman knew he would have trouble selecting the right Iago.
Try outs for the forthcoming Water Ballet were going well at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was pleasantly surprised when Mullard, the grounds keeper, showed an amazing aptitude for this difficult dance step, the Brise’.
Just when the coveted AAA Hotel/Resort Safety Award seemed all but won, the Face of Everyman saw it slip from his grasp. A poolside accident dashed his hopes. Security at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was directed to remove this scene from their recordings. A “spot” advertisement for a adult beverage was inserted to fill the gap.
Andrew was tall for his age. When the renown Montetorkie School of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa started to accept new pupils he was added to the second grade class. the face of Everyman felt sure that he would be a good fit.
Dad was trying to get Junior to learn the importance of personal hygiene. the Face of Everyman felt sorry for the kid. Although the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is located in the “banana belt” of the Pacific flyway the venerable sage had seen inch thick ice in winters past. His stone cold heart went out to the little nipper.
Fitzhugh hated it when the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had mosquito abatement day. A larvacide was applied and allowed to dissolve. That might take days. Couldn’t the Face of Everyman just pay him to eat the mosquitos when they hatched?
It was time for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa annual civil service exams. the Face of Everyman proctored. The simple yes or no answers perplexed even the most qualified for the post.
It was nearly time for the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Labor Day parade to start. Mullard had allowed his precision drill team to relax a bit while waiting their turn to show their stuff to the holiday crowds. the Face of Everyman hoped that this rowdy group would soon form up and get off of his face.
The Grand Midway had opened at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Just as it was their turn to board the Ferris wheel, little Fettswhaller was hungry and demanded to be fed. the Face of Everyman offered a box of popcorn; but, his words went unheeded. Mother Nature was in charge here.
Johnathan always thought there was something divine about his spirit and soul. Although he had been hatched here in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as had everyone else; he still felt special. Trouble was that every time this feeling acted out, the only spectators were his brother Joe and the Face of Everyman. Somehow this didn’t seem fair.
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