At the gym loads of guys have tattoes that you see appearing from undeneath their t-shirts or hiding under ther shorts. Tattoes tell you something about the people they’re on: there’s the tacky one with the tramp stamp or the one all tribaled, or the one with all these cute massive colourful drawings. And then you end up under the shower with these people who’re naked just like you, and their tattoes are in full display for you to look at at them just like you’d do with paintings in a museum but you know it’s not polite to stare at people, expecially when they have their bird out of their cage, so you peek, hoping they won’t notice you.
A German philosopher from 19th century once said: “We are what we eat”. I’d reather say “We sweat what we eat”, I mean, as you know some food can change the way you sweat i.e. garlic, onion, cauliflower or spices such curry and cumin. At my gym, there are some Indian members who must eat all the above, since when they start working hard, their sweat is a bit too curry, that if you pass by, it feels like being in an Indian restaurant, and you have your chicken tikka masala right in front of you. But there’s no chicken tikka masala in front of you, if you know, ifyou know what I mean.