the other day, my friends and I were discussing the worst case scenario proposal:

guy takes chick out to the traditional fancy restaurant. They sit with their candlelit table by a window that faces an intersection on the highway outside.

They talk and eat and drink wine and just as he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a box, she screams 'OH MY GOSH! There's been a wreck outside!' and starts freaking out.

And the guy doesn't notice and continues his routine.

'Honey, I know this is a very exciting time for us, but you can't let it scare you!'

"My lord I can' t believe this is happening"

"Me either! But I think we're ready. Oh it's okay to cry, I feel teary myself!'

'That's my aunt outside'

'What? No I don't want your aunt at our wedding, the one who got shocked with the hair dryver?'

'Oh, James, I'm sorry, I've got to go, it was a lovely evening, I'm sorry it had to end the way it did;.;'

'what

'crap.

'why'd she leave?'