Boy: Oh, I really loved playing with trucks in the mud. Drove my mom crazy!
Girl: Oh, yeah, really? Me, too!
Boy: Wait! You played with trucks, too?
Girl: Sure did.
Boy: In the mud?
Girl: Yeah, even in my Easter Dress once. Mom nearly killed me.
Boy: Woah! Okay, this date is so over!
Girl: What's wrong?
Boy: I'm sorry, but I am not gay. Not that there is anything wrong with that, mind you. Love is a human right and all. But I'm not gay, okay. And, please, would you sync up your gender expression with your gender identity before some other poor schmo wastes his good money on a dinner and a movie. Geez. I am outta here.