My sister just got back from the island and brought me a Hawaiian shirt back as a gift. I'm over 30, ride a bike, what the hell, I have no excuse not to wear it. Well today was as hot as any other we've had lately, I sweat the usual bucket and a half, and the dye in the shirt ran. Ran like it was made of food coloring. I look like a melted cherry and vanilla popsicle. The worst part is I used the sleeve to wipe sweat off my forehead.
Pardon me, I have to get a paper bag for my sister, seems she is hyperventilating from laughing at me.