Mom came to visit me in San Francisco, where I was then living. She had an appointment to do something in the Mission District, so I walked her to the Powell Street BART station so she could get there (I forget why I didn't go with her.) Anyway, we kissed each other at the escalator and went on our merry way…
…only, as Mom was standing on the escalator to get to the train, she heard a teenage brat say "Ew! Did you see that? They kissed each other on the lips!" Well, Mom didn't miss a beat: she turned around and told the little darlings "That's OK–I'm her mother." They STFU after that.
tl;dr: mind your own fucking business, homophobes…
Don't book 'em, Dano.
Another asshole in paradise.
Shall we start a boycott Honolulu in 3, 2, 1….
I love Hawaii! Do not want to have to boycott. Why, Hawaii, Why?
True story:
Mom came to visit me in San Francisco, where I was then living. She had an appointment to do something in the Mission District, so I walked her to the Powell Street BART station so she could get there (I forget why I didn't go with her.) Anyway, we kissed each other at the escalator and went on our merry way…
…only, as Mom was standing on the escalator to get to the train, she heard a teenage brat say "Ew! Did you see that? They kissed each other on the lips!" Well, Mom didn't miss a beat: she turned around and told the little darlings "That's OK–I'm her mother." They STFU after that.
tl;dr: mind your own fucking business, homophobes…