He was sweating.

I'm sweating

You're really sweating.

Why are you sweating?

What do you mean, sweating ?

We were sweating in the heat.

I'm sweating, this is so computationally intensive

You're sweating. Relax. Take a deep breath.

I remember actually getting to the station and just barely making my train, jumping in, it was the middle of summer so I was sweating,

I'm talking about normal people you start sweating.

As sweating replaced panting, the mouth was freed up allowing for primitive voices to develop.

And then they toweled her down because she started sweating, which was a good sign.

My heart's beating like a wild man, and I start sweating like a pig.

I've never considered myself claustrophobic... but I started sweating and I couldn't find the right flow rate on the tank... and I was breathing differently than I was when I was testing it on the outside.

During warm weather, sweating helps man regulate his body temperature.

You can start sweating when they put me in this car...

This is purely for the community that are sweating using Nike products.

Now that's not quite true. There's one other way, and that's through sweating.

If I show you a picture of a lion, or a tiger, or a pinup, you start sweating, right?

In 1915, it's not like newspapers were sweating a lot about their civic responsibilities.

After 3 years, we made the part. 2 which is a blood sweating work

She made it big and Johnny's still here sweating out the payroll every Saturday night.

You start sweating to dissipate the heat that you're going to create from muscular exertion.

No more worrying about the rent, no sweating scheming, wondering where your next meal's coming from.

His brothers certainly were able to run long distances chasing prey, probably sweating heavily as they did so.

I've got to spend the next two minutes shaking and sweating like a crack whore clucking for a fix.

I was. Well, I was.

And that's fortunate, because we can put two electrodes on your palm and measure the change in skin resistance produced by sweating.

I was free, I was happy.

I was white, I was educated,

I was thinking, I was researching.

I was told I was dyslexic.

I was good, honest I was.

I knew I was where I was supposed to be I knew I was home.

And I was floored, and I was broken, and I was angry.

I was injured while I was skiing.

I was injured while I was skiing.

I was right. So I was right!

I know, I was like this, I was shocked.

I was 27 years old, I was married, I was a truck driver.

The yeast comes alive and starts eating the sugars, creating carbon dioxide and alcohol essentially it's burping and sweating, which is what bread is.

I was wrong, honey. I was the one that was wrong.

I was depressed, and I was scared, and I didn't understand the situation I was in.

Was I?

I was.