Are you kidding me?
I'd march my butt down to First Chick-Fil-A Church, and sing hymns such as "Just As I Am...Hungry," "Victory in Lemonade," and "How Great Thou Waffle Fries Art."
I'd slap my own mother before I would boycott Chick-Fil-A.
Or as said by a friend, "Makes sense. I eat a helluva lot more chicken sandwiches than I do Peaches."