While I don't eat wheat squares (generic or brand name) for breakfast, I do drive a Subaru. Does that make me gay, or does it only apply to women?
There's a stereotype that a certain type of woman drives Subarus. The same sort of woman who eats generic wheat squares, apparently. I gather softball is also involved. If you see a woman in a Subaru with a hatch full of baseball gear and off-brand Shreddies, remind her to send me a text.
I drive a Mazda to the grocery store, a GMC pickup to the lumber store, and a Kawasaki 750 when I'm going nowhere. What does that make me I wonder?
Gender fluid.
-k