(I’m male, and my boyfriend and I are sitting at a restaurant having dinner. We have been looking at rings for our engagement the previous weekend, but had decided that we would propose to each other on our own time. Currently gay marriage is still illegal in California.)

Boyfriend: “So, I know you want to have a ceremony. When were you thinking about having it?”

Me: “Oh, I don’t know. Not immediately that’s for sure. First off, it’s still illegal, and we also have like four weddings to attend this year.”

Boyfriend: “Okay, well that’s good.”

Me: “Why?”

Boyfriend: “Because I have your ring at home.”

Me: “What?!”

Boyfriend: “If you had said you wanted a ceremony immediately, I would have kept the ring for a little while. But since you’re willing to wait, I can give it to you now.”

Me: “Did you just propose to me?”

Boyfriend: “Yes.”

Me: “Well, I guess I accept then…”

(I gave him his ring a couple of months later, and we’re planning on getting married within a couple of years.)

(My boyfriend is the type of guy that will pretty much only watch cartoons and animated movies, and is uninterested in love stories.)

Boyfriend: “So, what’s your favorite movie?”

(I NEVER tell people my favorite movie, so I decide to quote it instead. I figure he will never guess it.)

Me: “I’d tell you, but then I’d have to kill you.”

Boyfriend: “So, A Walk to Remember?”

(I just stare at him.)

Boyfriend: “What?”

Me: “Marry me?”

(I work in a bookstore. I notice a woman listening to her iPod and mouthing the words, as she looks through the teen fiction section. I read her lips, go over, and tap her on the shoulder. She turns around, pausing the song.)

Woman: “Oh, I’m sorry; do you want me to turn it down?”

Me: “No, I just… are you listening to You’re Gonna Go Far, Kid?”

Woman: “… yes?”

Me: “I love that song.”

(She immediately beams, and unzips her jacket to reveal an Offspring shirt.)

Woman: “Me, too!”

Me: “That’s…”

(She holds out the book in her hands; a fairly popular horror novel.)

Woman: “I don’t suppose you like Kendare Blake?”

Me: “… so, I get off in half an hour. I don’t suppose you would want to go get coffee?

Woman: “As long as I can pay.”

(That was a year ago. I proposed to her last week.)

(I’m in Paris at the Eiffel Tower. Suddenly a man in the crowd gets down on one knee, and looks to his girlfriend.)

Man: “I love you. Will you marry me?”

Girlfriend: “Yes!”

(The man goes to put the ring on her finger and puts it on the wrong hand.)

Man: “Oh, s***!”

(He whips the ring off and drops it while attempting to put it on the other hand.)

Girlfriend: “Is this going to take a while? Because I want to go up to the top…”

(I’m a lesbian, and have anxiety issues. My girlfriend and I are eight hours apart at different law schools. We’re also very broke. She’s makes dinner.)

Girlfriend: “Tacos are up! I saved a packet of that hot sauce you like from Taco Bell to go with these homemade ones. Look in the fridge.”

Me: “Okay!”

(I find the sauce packet and take it out without looking at it.)

Girlfriend: “Wait, read what it says. They put little messages on them.”

(Instead of a funny quip, it says ‘will you marry me?’. I start crying and hyperventilating – I wasn’t expecting it for another year at least.)

Girlfriend: “I can’t afford a ring, and it’s not legal for us yet. But I know what I want. Just you; for the rest of my life. I don’t even care that you live so far away. It doesn’t even matter if you’re panicking right now. Just breathe! And think about it.”

(I eventually calmed down and said yes!)