I took my wife out and redid our first date. We went to every little place that we went on the date (on the second anniversary of the date) and I proposed at the spot of our first kiss.
I asked her to be my wife, whipped out the ring, and her reply?
"OH SHIT!!!!!!!!"
and then, "Omigod, of course!"
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The sad thing is... as you get older you come to realize that you don't so much pilot your life, as you just try to hold on, in a screaming, defiant ball of white-knuckle anxious fury
