The fat man barked at the barbarian as he wiped his forehead with his leather sleeve.
The barbarian used his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his brow as the little man yelled at him.
The fat man watched the sweat drip from the barbarian's brow and cowered.
It was downright frigid.
There are no field warnings to be done.
A man is climbing a building.
A woman is driving through Kansas.
A married couple dances on a dance floor.
A man in a cart is pulled by a mule outdoors.