No. Please don't! I don't want to sweat anymore. Today I had to play my violin outside for a wedding rehearsal. It was a very nice rehearsal, except for the fact the it was 95 degrees and very humid. Sweat was dripping down my back. Sweat was dripping into my eyes. I think my music was sweating too because it was rather soggy after the rehearsal.
So after that sweaty ordeal, I had to run home to get my daughter to her dance class. I piled my kids into the car, ran through the parking lot when we got there (because we were thirty mintes late), and got even sweatier.
That's when I looked down at my son's shoes. He had on one blue tennis shoe and one red tennis shoe.
I shook my head. More sweat rolled into my eyes. I guess it doesn't matter. Just give me a tall glass of ice water!
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