“Kiss the pilot. It’s good luck, seriously.”
This photo (a “National Enquirer” cover), of course, could be nothing. I’ve kissed men after several drinks, but to the best of my knowledge, no one has accused me of being gay since I was in high school, and that was only because I listened to Duran Duran instead of AC/DC.
Maybe Travolta listens to Duran Duran, too.
