Oh MM I know it isn't funny... but it so is!
This might make you laugh though....!
A couple of years ago, DP and I had a conversation. I was whinging at him because he had a small amount of money in a savings account, that he kept saying he was going to withdraw. I asked him what he was doing with the money and he kept saying to me, oh, I know what I'll do with the money, it is something we will both like, but I'm not telling you. Well, the control freak in me needed to know exactly where the money was going. We were pretty skint that month, and quite frankly, the money would have been useful. I went on and on at him, til he said he was using the money for a tent.
Well, I ranted and raved at him at how selfish he was, and if he wanted to live with me, we needed fucking food on the table, not a tent sitting in the fucking shed... and I don't even LIKE FUCKING CAMPING.
Because I was on such a steam roller of a rant DP thought I was going to leave him. So that was how he proposed. To get me to shut up about the fucking tent he was using as a cover story
. He was planning to buy a ring with the money. He wanted to get the ring and propose first. But because I made such a song and dance over him 'wasting it on fucking camping' I got proposed to by a man almost in tears!
Of course I knew he wasn't going to buy a fucking tent. I just wanted to pick my own ring 
Bad me. 