Since we do not have a Chik-fil-a anywhere near my home in WI, I sent away for a T shirt last year during the protests of the business. I was wearing said shirt in CA a couple of months later while working at my mom’s house in preparation to moving her to assisted living. I stopped in to Office Max to shred some papers, and the clerk (a young dim wit) assailed me for my shirt.
“Ohhhhh-ummmm,” as she pointed at me, “Do you know how baaad they are and what they stand for?”
“I know all about the attacts on this business, “ I replied. “That’s why I bought the shirt.”
attacts = attacks