Just a few hours after proposing to Eric G. Wilson (with no response, strangely enough) I got proposed to by a quartet of singing hobos on the R train. The lead singer said the most romantic thing I've ever heard while the rest of the a capella group continued to do their doo-wops:
Baby where have you been all my life? I love you. You are SEXY. Will you marry me?
I, of course, said yes. Everyone on the train bore witness to this. The woman next to me said, "Aren't you lucky?"
I've yet to get a ring, but you know-- these things take time.