Sunday, June 6, 2010

Speaking of sweet...

I was at another muster yesterday, and my corps was second to perform. (We were so underhanded it was five fifers and a drummer.) So we were standing in the chute waiting to go on stand, and the host corps was performing. At a break in their songs, one of the fifers, a young man, pulled another fifer, a young woman forward. The announcer said, "Why, I believe that young man is proposing to that young lady."
The guy went down on one knee in front of everyone at the muster (who was watching instead of wandering around the field), and proposed to the other fifer. In uniform. The young lady nodded like crazy, then the two of them rejoined the ranks of the fifers, and the corps finished their performance and left the field.

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