Somebody Has To Say It

...and it's not going to be me. Okay, I guess it is.

You know when you see cute couples, walking around, holding each other, PDA, blah blah blah..? That's cute. To an extent. When you're like full-on making out in public, it get's a little gross. I'm blunt. One to speak my mind. And I will tell you how I'm feeling.

Example #1: I'm on Bountiful Boulevard, taking a beautiful evening walk. I'm done. I get in the car and drive home when I see this couple... Making out. She was standing on his shoes, he was holding her waist and they were just going out it. Naturally, I yell out the window... "BLEHHAAAJ@O#IU$" along with some type of barfing noise. Ew!

Example #2: Sugarland concert. Full of lesbian/gay couples. Self explanitory. Good for you. But really? Do I want to see you guys going at it? No thanks.

Example #3: Sugarland concert. Once again. Ha ha. Older couple. (Yeah, if you were like 80 it would be cute.) Maybe in their forty's. Holding each other, drunk, and sucking face. What the heck. Get a freaking room.

I guess if I were in example #1's shoes, I might be doing it, too. I'm not that into PDA. Like, it's kind of personal. And I don't think everyone wants to see it. I know I sure wouldn't. Oh, wait, I DON'T!