So as I look at reviews thinking which car to buy, I see that there are car reviews from a homosexual perspective. Who knew?
We’re convinced after our test drive that the Liberty is a part of that mythical gay agenda--the part where we infiltrate by stealth. The Liberty drives like it’s heading for a spa day at Burke Williams, while it looks like it’s dressed for a night at the Faultline. It’s so convincing at its straight act that I’m sure a few hets have bought one by accident.
There's a whole site, actually-gaywheels.com.
Have to love that internet!