Dewy

The Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa is often the setting for filming TV commercials.  Seen above is Evelyn in her closeup scene for a new dewy fur product developed by the Face of Everyman.  What boar wouldn’t find the countenance of this sow inviting?

Conduit

Rocky tried to schmooze it up with the Face of Everyman at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa Christmas party.  “R” thought that the venerable sage was a direct conduit to whoever gave out those wide screen TVs.  Actually it was  Everyman who was first on the list for that highly prized gift from Santa.

Tariff

Conway approached the Face of Everyman more on his own behalf than his narrow constituency. He had learned that an ear mark in the new tax bill would place a tariff on out of state Crawdad tails and offshore farmed garden slugs.  Many locals in Ward 3 of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa relied upon “C” to maintain the status quo.   Could “E” bring pressure to quash this onerous and unwarranted tax grab?   On this volatile subject the venerable sage remained mute as he was often wont to do.

Roscoe

For months Roscoe had planned a daring daylight raid on a clandestine Crawdad mill hidden somewhere on the vast grounds of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa.  It was meant to be a hit and run operation but somehow he got into a deep philosophical discussion with the Face of Everyman over the nutritional merits of crayfish over the common garden slug.  Poor Roscoe, he returned home empty handed and had to be satisfied with dumpster diving for someones discarded dried figs.

Fear

From somewhere deep below the surface of the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa lagoon a hand reached up and firmly clasped the paw of Trasher.   In that brief moment he recalled every detail of the urban myth of “The Drowning Dutchman”; an early explorer of this perilous rocky coast.  Scenes of being dragged to the depths flashed through Trasher’s mind.  Luckily, as the Face of Everyman later explained, it was probably just a turtle investigating and sampling the new intruder.  Trasher shuddered in fear and revulsion.  The myth lives on in his young mind.

Cool Contacts

The Hazmat twins found pleasure in baiting the Face of Everyman.  As All Hallows’ Eve celebrations approached these rascals used every opportunity to perfect their skills at “tricking” rather than “treating.”  Residents at the Foggy Bottoms Resort and Spa suspected that the twins were the ones who turned over the Cabana huts last year.  This year a Pinkerton agent would be on scene to prevent most acts of mischief.  Almost everyone agreed that blue contacts on Rogue and Scallywag looked pretty cool.