"I love your daughter/she is my inspiration and my motivation in everything I do/there is nothing more I would like than to marry her/I just want things to be proper/so I am asking you for your blessing"
Handshake and hug. Presentation of champagne and white carnations.
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The hours, however, proceeding into my request: fear, nervousness, barfy, lightheadedness, YIKES. Luckily it wasn't in my mind all this time; I just thought of finally doing it yesterday. Otherwise I think I would have aged tremendously. Although, it would seem by doing this I have aged.
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We've only just begun. Wink!