Like thug life only moist.

Body odour in a bottle

A problem on so many levels

Ah! Sweat mystery of life. At last I’ve bottled you.

Sweat can be a flower. It flows down the body.

Nice kitchen; it’d be a shame if anything were to happen to it.

Now you can make your kitchen smell like a locker room too!

Marinate your food in sweat for that extra special taste.

All the people, those sweaty people…

Nice kitchen….niiiiiice kitchen…NIIICE KITCHEN…NO, Kitchen…
NO, KITCHEN…NOOO KITCHEN…
NO! NO!

NOOOOOOOOOO!

AUUUUUUUGH!!!

(Gulp…swallow…burp…”Ahhhh…not bad. Needed garlic and salt.”
(Riiing, Riiinnng….”Hi, Landlord? Time to send me a new one.”)

@Pete 1433. So. You believe in dying al fresco.

Although, why anyone would wish to dine on fresh plaster, has me beat.

(in the Italian sense of painting – al fresco).

Don’t forget to stop and smell the flowers mid-jog. #sweatlife

@Marum,

It was the phrase “nice kitchen” that got me started.
At that point “Feed me, Seymour!” flashed in my brain.
Man-eating kitchen story was the natural next step.
: )

The pores that refreshes.

Neatly matches the climate of its country of origin.