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 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.
Challenged from birth this Crow looked forward to the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa adopting ADA standards for safety. That was on the “to do” list in office of the Face of Everyman.
Wadsworth hoped that the Pigeon wouldn’t pick a fight with him or’d there would be Pigeon Pot Pie for dinner. the Face of Everyman was alarmed by such thoughts and hopped that the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa remained peaceful and quiet.
Lyman had a skill for finding burnt pizza and befouling the pristine waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman wasn’t sure he could withstand a second pool cleaning so soon.
Crank Shaft and Whip Saw were jealously guarding their peanut shells soaking in the waters of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman hated having rotting foodstuffs in his pristine pool.
Action was swift and deadly when a Crow from another clan entered the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman was always astonished at the fierceness with which the intruder was dispatched.
The angry mob of Pigeons, 13 at last count, seemed too many to challenge; Pedro took flight. There seemed an imbalance in nature in the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa. the Face of Everyman pondered that conundrum.