Northwestern Crow

The Crow seemed to be requesting more food. High tariffs limited the amount of food that could be served each meal in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was powerless to change matters.

In a land of miracles (aka the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa) Manna in the form of breaded Cod fell from the skies. Albert insisted on posing for this trophy shot. the Face of Everyman was always willing to oblige, for a price.

Bambie’s question shook the very core of the Face of Everyman. Here in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa respectable people didn’t ask about such things. The fawn was left without an answer.

Even the sharpest minds in the Pacific Flyway could be confounded by the straddle in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Eric couldn’t decide which foot to move first. the Face of Everyman suggested the right foot first.

Melvin cherished this moment in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. He was especially fond of Baby Back Ribs. the Face of Everyman hoped that he would take his treasure elsewhere.

Nimrod expected the Koi to seek shelter in the shadow of his wing; except there were no fish in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had told him that there were no refunds on fishing licenses. Now he had only pocket change for which to buy lunch.

The lure of the myth of freshwater pearls was more than Florian could withstand. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa was rife such rumors. the Face of Everyman bore the brunt of many of these investigations.

The Two Comics did a luncheon gig at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman had to listen to a week of corny jokes.

The whole Crow clan turned out to squabble over a few wretched French Fries in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Some were sorry that they had bothered. the Face of Everyman resumed his nap.

Marmaduke loved his BBQed Ribs. He posed for his trophy picture with the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa as the backdrop. the Face of Everyman resented being a part of these stupid pictures.