I was quietly taking a nap, when my well-deserved siesta is interrupted by the arrival of my young friend Little Acab, who says she's just come back from the gym. Since I don't believe her words (Acab has a little interest in gym in general, 'cause loves only boxe and martial arts), the young girl tells me that to prove her sincerity will give me an olfactory proof of her hard gym training. First of all, she takes off her sneakers and asks me to sniff deeply the inside part of them (wet and sweaty), then, she rubs her socks directly on my nose for a few minutes: yes, they had the typical odor of people who loves to make hard workout. Finally she removes her gym socks: intense odours started to spread in the air and when she put her barefeet on my face, obviously, the stench reached the maximum degree! Please, Little Acab, excuse me; it was my error of judgement and you were right: you've been in the gym and your feet stink like rotten cheese!
