Whipsaw posed for another trophy shot. This one, the Face of Everyman judged too small to record. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would continue to host meaningless contests. Something to appeal to all.
Elizabeth was concerned. Her nails were growing longer and longer. A pedicure seemed out of the question at this late date. The Spa staff at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa had already flown South. the Face of Everyman suggested she try the salon in the village.
Picking thru leftovers hardly seemed worth the effort. The day after Thanksgiving in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was quiet. the Face of Everyman was still full from yesterday’s sumptuous repast.
The Crow Family always liked having their picture taken. Seen above pausing between mouthfuls of seed provided by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman appreciated good tenants.
There seemed no end to the egotists that wanted to memorialize their trophy. Eddie was satisfied with his catch of kernel corn, an uncommon foodstuff in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman obliged him with one 5 X 8 black and white.
Albert posed for his trophy photo. He was sure to win this year’s contest. the Face of Everyman almost assured him of his victory. On the other hand, the pristine waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa began to become fouled.
For over three years this Crow had sought help to relieve the pain in his ankle. the Face of Everyman had setup his “go fund me” site; but the dollars just trickled in. The surgical team at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were reluctant to proceed.
Whipsaw and Fat Back wintered over at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above they are rehearsing their comic routine. the Face of Everyman enjoyed it the first five times he heard it.
Terwilliger posed for this trophy shot. The sheer size frightened the Face of Everyman. He didn’t know that French fries grew that large in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.
While some of the Crow Clan said Grace others dived right in. the face of Everyman thought it shameful. The food was meant for the songbirds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.