Plus, immediately following work tomorrow afternoon, I have to go play keyboard for a praise concert in a neighboring town. If I smell ripe tonight, I will smell like a rotten watermelon tomorrow night. Not pleasant. Hence, I will go take a cold shower now. Not because I'm feeling "sexy," as Holden says, but because the rest of my family members have already used up all the hot water with their baths/showers.
Saint Marty hates cold water.
As my gym teacher used to say: "Hit the showers!" |
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