It was Saturday morning and Archimedes began his DIY project by ceremonially dipping each nail and screw into the sacred waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; thus ensuring the completion of the project and its longevity. the Face of Everyman suggested that he hire a local contractor from Angi.
Belasco was being punished by his parents. His task was to soak the kernel of corn as part of the preparation for the evening meal. the Face of Everyman could hardly wait until all the crows flocked and left the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Their sharp talons were starting to leave ugly scars on his otherwise flawless complexion.
Mandrake wasn’t having much luck with softening the green cherry fruit from the heritage tree near the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman tried to explain that Mandrake should use the shallow waters of the wading pool. The next super low tide would be tomorrow; he might return then and look for his softened fruit.
After three pieces of fermented corn Uncle Festus became the life of the party. Kernels left from last night’s events quickly became potent fire water after soaking in the warm waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. These scenes often embarrassed the Face of Everyman but some passed out birds were too big to move. A myriad of selfies began popping up on social media. What to do? What to do?
The Corvus Family needed a few more tokens to have enough to ride the giant Ferris wheel at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Seen above Dad pokes thru the shallow depths of the wishing well to salvage enough for the ride. the Face of Everyman deplored the act but, accepted the tokens nonetheless.
Fresh from the Borscht Belt Marty and Smarty tried out their material on the luncheon crowd at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. “Knock! Knock! Who’s there? Hike. Hike who? I didn’t know you liked Japanese poetry!” Guests looked at each other for an easy explanation of the joke. Even the Face of Everyman scratched his head.
Little Bobby was in time out. He had yelled at the kindle ol’ pensioner. His parents were so embarrassed. the Face of Everyman usually took the brunt of comments by dissatisfied guests to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa but never the pensioner. Well, except when Stellar’s Jays showed up looking for a free hand out.
With each technological advance the Face of Everyman came closer to perfecting his proton generated X-ray machine. Soon his fame and that of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa would spread far and wide. The venerable sage hoped that management didn’t notice the outrageous electrical bill hidden under the line item: Misc.
Lombardy had never met a stale French Fry that he didn’t like. Three was even better. This was a rare find at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. The village fast food franchise was over a mile away and only the Face of Everyman ever ordered takeout.
Farnsworth had agreed to perform the ancient ritual of the opening of a peanut. It was a sell out luncheon crowd at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was pleased that he had access to such talent. Farnsworth agreed to an evening performance for half of the ticket sales. It was a win-win situation.
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