Ok, big points and very very sweet -- but I cannot think of a more horrifying story to get a proposal at the end of.

I know, right? But the big points weren't so much for the showiness of it, but from the standpoint that he obviously knows her so well, he knew it was something she'd love.

I was proposed to in a bathroom.

I was proposed to in a bathroom.

Don't brag.

I'm trying to think of terrible places to propose....

In line at the DMV comes to mind....

I wasn't proposed to at all (nor did I propose). We were talking, we decided we should get married, and then we considered ourselves engaged. I think it's safe to say that a big showy thing would've resulted in a very loud "FUCK, dude, do you even know me at all?!"

But oddly enough, those points are the same points as Barb is giving the Broadway dude -- it's not the big production, it's the fact that he knew it was the right approach for them.

I was proposed to in bed. Not like that , just going to sleep and chatting one night.

The idea of any sort of public proposal horrifies me.

A public proposal would get a public response of "No and hell no" from me.

It's one of those things that is easy to avoid, IME/O-- these stories come up often enough that an offhand remark should be sufficient.

I was proposed to in bed. Not like that

I was proposed to on the floor. Exactly like that.

Dude for me? The publicer the better! At this rate I want a fucking parade.

Actually, if someone does feel the need to really go all out he could hire one of those planes at the Jersey Shore that pull ads across the sky. I've thought they were awesome since I was about four. [link]

Man, I was so shocked when I found out that other places don't have advertising planes at their beaches!