According to superstition, Leap Day, the day that happens every four years, is the only, or the best, day for women to propose marriage to men.
Not that I have the option any longer, but I think I would eat an entire cheesecake all by myself before proposing to a man.
So that's not to say I wouldn't do it, I just think I would have to give it a lot of thought, and have lots of TUMS nearby.
How would that work anyways? I put the ring on my own finger? The man gets a ring?
Do any of you know any girl that has proposed marriage to a man?
I've proposed dinner plans, and I've proposed some vacation plans, I've even proposed solutions to relieving future flying car congestion - future flying traffic lights.
But why is it I can't imagine proposing marriage?
Maybe I'll have the answer when I think about this again...four years from now.
You get robot girls?!?! I want robot girls too!
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