Think again. When I was in first grade I stood in line at the drinking fountain. “Steven” was a cutie in the class and he was next in line to get a drink from the water fountain. As he puckered his lips to get the water….I ran past the front of the line, up to the fountain and planted a kiss on those lips!
What was I thinking? No idea. Not sure if I was hit by cupid, double-dogged-dared or just trying to see if such a thing could actually be done. But I did it…and rarely do I admit it!