Five-Hundred Word Challenge 1067: Bucket of Sweat

The heat is here. It reaches and it permeates and it makes itself a nuisance, but there are worse things out there.

I hope for a breeze and I hope that it comes sooner rather than later. I hope that said breeze blows away the heat and makes everything better to experience, though really this isn’t so bad. This is something that I can manage. I don’t want to, but I can manage. I can tolerate this. There are worse things out there.

Now the real question regards how much sweat I can sweat and if I can sweat it all into a bucket.

If possible and if it is a copious amount of sweat, I may be able to extract the salt content and then use it to do something that involves the use of salt in a way that implies, suggests and encourages its use. However, that might be too ridiculous and if it is, I don’t know as to what it is that I will do.

What if I can’t extract the salt? Then I suddenly have this bucket full of sweat and I have to do something with it. I can’t just leave it lying about; I actually have to make use of it somehow.

I could put it outside and maybe put some plants in there that like high levels of salinity. Maybe I could paint some flowers onto it and have it set up as a decoration.

Maybe I could have it set up as a water feature on my coffee table and have a little waterfall-type thing that runs out and then a hose that pumps the sweat back into the bucket. I think that could work and maybe that is what I need to go for here. Maybe that is what I need to do and if that is indeed what I need to do, then that is what I am going to do.

Alright; it is decided. This is what I am going to do. I now have a plan.

The first thing I’ll do is get a bucket. Then I will sweat profusely into the bucket. I will sweat for a while and then once I have accumulated enough sweat I will take the bucket and measure the sweat and work out if I need to sweat more into the bucket.

Assuming I don’t, I will then set up a little water feature using the sweat and the bucket and have that running in my living room on the coffee table. I think that that is the best thing to do and therefore I will do it. Some might say that it is unhygienic, to which I will say it is art of the highest order and clearly they do not understand art ion all of its appearances. I will then make sure it stays on display and eventually people will come to realise the majesty in this creation. They will look upon it and understand its grand artistic value.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 05:48:95

This was fun to write.
I feel as though I was stumbling for a bit bit everything kind of flowed out easily after a while. Still, it’s not the smoothest of reads.

Written at home.

About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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