The Real Truth ABout Boring Men
So not every guy proposes with lip syncing, rolling cameras, and a choreographed entourage.
Yeah — so what if your dad didn’t?
He just pulled that beat-up Volkswagon Rabbit of his over in front of Murray Reesor’s hundred acre farm right there where Grey Township meets Elma Township, pulled out a little red velvet box, and whispered it in the snowy dark: “Marry me?”
"He didn’t even get down on one knee or anything?"
You boys ask it incredulously, like there’s some kind of manual for this kind of holy.