I’ll have to pass on this. I’m not much of a kisser, in private or public, and I’d need a bag of barf bags to stand there and watch homosexuals swap spit. I do intend to eat at the first Chick-Fil-A I see, providing I don’t have to wait in line.
I'm with you there. I'd be physically ill the rest of the weekend, at least, and psychologically scarred long after that.