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1 Comments:
My husband proposed to me in the Scottish Highlands. It was drizzly, bitter cold, windy and our feet were sinking into the heather and muck. Don't get me wrong, I love Scotland, but he could have saved us both a lot of trouble by proposing in the manner demonstrated in the sign. At least I wouldn't have misunderstood the proposal. Yes, that's right. I really didn't understand what he was asking me.
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