Snow

A cruel blast of Arctic air dumped snow on the banana belt paradise of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. Guests had a difficult time foraging for treats like French fries. the Face of Everyman started to ration everything. The “Drums of War” caused the grain markets to cease trading for several hours; as sure sign to the venerable sage that profiteering would soon begin.

Toughs

An angry gang of toughs formed behind Lester blocking him from the premium seed put out by the kindle ol’ pensioner. Sweet Georgia Sunflower seed was a top choice in his clan. The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa rarely had enough in the budget to pay for such avian browse. the Face of Everyman pretended that there was nothing wrong with pigeons that asserted themselves; occasionally.

Show Biz

Many big named vaudevillian acts had started on this very stage. But, today Lenny and Penny weren’t sure that they were cut out for show biz. About every other joke bombed. Luckily the Face of Everyman assured them that their old job at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa gift shop was still open; should they want to come back.

Crippled

Billy was still crippled after months of soaking his foot in the healing waters of the Spring of Perpetual Happiness. Folks with the clinic at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa could only recommend the Mayo Clinic as the next step. the Face of Everyman thought better of an idea to offer the use of a leg brace left over from the Spanish inquisition. Times have changed.

ACLU

Percival’s letter to the ACLU detailed how he was being persecuted by the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. His every action was being documented. His complaints to the Face of Everyman went unheeded and almost never acknowledged. Civil lawsuit was his last resort.

Pop corn

The Crow Family had long held the contract to clean up the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa after the last screening of the evening. This day was a bonus; with even more left over from the Festival. the Face of Everyman often looked for way to placate the Crows when they complained about bad or meager rations.

Pro bono

Tiny Tim drank from the healing waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa; but to no avail. His deformed foot remained as before. the Face of Everyman recommended one of several animal rescue shelters in the area. All provided surgical services, some pro bono.

Orts

Horst had never met a stale cracker he couldn’t savor. Orts from the tables of the vast dining hall at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa were often swept on to the patio. the Face of Everyman tried to discourage this practice; it fed only scavengers.