Thrown Towel

Six months have passed and the gym towel has finally been washed. A few specks of oil, a corner of beetroot and something sporting a tan hue all succumbed to the might of simple dishwashing liquid. The sixty square towel held the position of being the smallest gym towel, then some jock came in with his face towel. At least it's better that one of the course co-ordinators at the uni who often leaves pools of putrid sweat seeping and soaking on all the gym equipment. Obviously not one to know of gym etiquette. Though now the towel seems whiter, it doesn't look any brighter.

Soon Van

Tuesday, 20 March 2001 - 08:10

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