It’s currently 3 in the morning. Night before my last final and I have come up with the perfect way to be proposed to.

So when it comes to getting engaged, I have officially decided on the ONLY way I will accept being proposed to.
First of all I want it to be at an LSU tailgate. One with all my family and friends, set up on campus like all LSU families do. I’ll be in a cute purple dress and cowgirl boots and he’ll be in an LSU jersey obviously. Then I’ll probably go to the union to pee or something and I want someone recording the whole thing, not me peeing but the proposal. I want the person recording it asking the guy if he’s ready, and he better say yes and whatever. So then I get back and we take a cute picture.
Here it comes!
And before he actually does it I want him to shotgun a beer with me. Also, I want him to get a picture of us shot gunning said beer and post it with the caption ‘just shot gunning a beer with my soon to be fiancé. No big deal’
Okay. Instagram is all caught up but I have no idea at this point.
After we shotgun the beer I want him to ask 'will you shotgun beers with me forever’ and when I say of course he will get on one knee and ask me to marry him.
Then Mike the Tiger comes in and we take pictures as the perfect fiancé and fiancée LSU fans and honestly nothing in the world sounds more perfect than that.

Someone please show my man this post five years from now when he wants to get engaged lol

hipstersandcomics:

I used to get mad when men would make jokes about how women’s periods make them irrational, but now I just remember that during Victorian times, a table’s legs were thought to arouse men so they invented table cloths to cover them up so men wouldn’t get erections during dinner

I might cry for no reason but at least I’ve never gotten a BONER for a fucking TABLE