Ooo, ooo, I've got one. How about where you've been REALLY close friends for 2-3 years and she's known the fiancee for about 6 months and he's a 33 year old shmuck who works at a fucking DJ supplying audio store, and she's 22 and she tells you she really isn't sure about it, and she has no idea what will happen in the next year but of course she didn't tell HIM that when he fucking proposed! What the fuck is wrong with women? Is it like, as long as they shell out the cash for the diamond if you're not miserable at that moment you figure what the hell, might as well get engaged?
Maybe I'm just an idealist, but, even though I know most marriages end in divorce, and marriage is far from final these days, shouldn't the intention still be going into it that its forever? Or at least "til death do us part"? I mean if you decide to marry someone...shouldn't you be kind of fucking sure about it?!
Lets all raise a glass of mead...to the ones who settled for "That Shmuck."