Now that I know that if I come in to your pizza parlor and ask for pepperoni pies for my gay wedding the answer will bem "NO!", some other pressing questions leap to mind.
What if it was just a few calzones? Or appetizers? Like a giant plate of cheese sticks and maybe the fried mushrooms.
Wait... and some salads? But we're not asking for the antipasta salad even. Just something green with tomatoes, croutons and like... a black olive or two?
(We'll skip the carrot shavings, we promise.)
Or if we forget the wedding altogether (most of our friends are "off gluten" anyway, sigh), would it be OK if we just grabbed a table... maybe in the back?
How about this...
Can we hold hands? Can we sit on the same side of the booth? Can I whisper a joke in my dear lover's ear... and can he laugh? What if he just... smiles?
And if we sit opposite each other... and our legs touch under the table... is that allowed? Because we've been together for so many, many years and things like that -- legs touching under the table -- they just happen.
Some other queer-ies (see how I did that)...
If we kiss... will you take away our garlic bread?
What if its not on the lips, but the cheek.
Or on the temple just below the hairline?
(I so do love his receding hairline.)
Can we sing a song together... if we both know the lyrics?
Don't worry, it's not show tunes or anything. He's into Joe Pug and I'm partial to a band called the Weepies. He's an alto. I'm more of a baritone. And our kids... did I mention we have kids... do so LOVE it when we sing.
Cause... now... I'm wondering if singing... by two men in love will be allowed... in Indiana?
I guess, really this is what I'm wondering: How much love can two men... or two women... show... in a pizza parlor... in Indiana... before it's too much for you to handle and we have to go to court to work it out?
Let me know and we'll take it from there.