George doesn't sweat, he just rots. This was an idea I had that I wanted to do, but for the longest time it just wasn't going to work. I tried variations with everyone in the car bringing up the smell and they all came off as douchebags-- until I landed on George being the one who brought it up. It worked better that way. I've been getting things I need for prints in various shipments, still no printer yet... It's like grown up Christmas waiting for the Amazon deliveries.