The process by which you get someone's hopes up about eating Chick-Fil-A before they realize that it's Sunday and no deep-fried yard bird will be consumed.
Chick-Fil-Aer "Hey Sasha, what do you want for lunch?"
Chick-Fil-Aee "I dunno, what do you feel like?"
Chick-Fil-Aer "Hmm, I don't know .... Ohhh how does Chick-Fil-A sound!?!?"
Chick-Fil-Aee "Ohh yeah that sounds awesome!!!"
Chick-Fil-Aee (smiley face, mouth starts watering in anticipation of waffle fries and greasy chicken)
Chick-Fil-Aee "Damnit, it'sSunday!!! You Chick-Fil-A'd me again!!! I hate you and will punch you right in the sack!!!!"
On June 1st or June 2nd (if June 1st is a Sunday) everyone will enjoy Chick-Fil-A with friends and post it on their social media to show support for gay rights.
Bob: Today is June 1st.
Jill: And...
Bob: It's National Chick-Fil-A Day Jill: Oh shit, I need to go eat some Chick-Fil-A and post it on my social media to show support for the gays.
slip of the tongue perhaps,
Those idiots who drive around in a ridiculously raised pick up truck, making a top heavy vehicle even more top heavy and unstable
A:*gah*
B: "Whats the matter"
A: This dam prickup is blinding me.
B: Stupid thing's, as if there lights weren't blinding enough as it is.