I refuse your proposal! you are nothing but an abstract concept!
Sparks Make horrible santas... This one is no different!I'm sorry, but no. All of this time, I've seen the lies you've surrounded yourself by, the masks you wore to feign affection for me, and I'm not going to marry somebody who insists on not showing their true self!
but the future refused to change. the miracle never happen.no... your a damned ELDERITCH ABOMINATION!
selling property in hell, lake-of-lava front timeshare with hitler or cheap 5th ring, only 250000 soulsWhat? No! I can't marry a freakin' hot dog!
"I like girls, but now, it's about justice."I can't marry a third-rate pycho help computer program!!!
Sparks Make horrible santas... This one is no different!I don't even know what you are! Some kind of display-screen?
I'm baaaaaaackI just can't marry you!
I prefer the re-releases.
.*angry glare, opens fire* "I happen to like to shoot first, As opposed to shooting second."
I'm baaaaaaackno... you suck... and... *starts singing*
I wrote this song about you I wrote this song about you just to let you know, that I hate your guts, and I think, you suck.
selling property in hell, lake-of-lava front timeshare with hitler or cheap 5th ring, only 250000 soulsThat song was so awful that I can't possibly accept your proposal.
edited 11th Dec '11 3:51:56 PM by Phoenixor
I guess we could go... wherever we please.I'm sorry, I'm illiterate and and do not speak English. Please leave me alone.
Jesus! I was about to ask for your hand in marriage then you demonstrated yourself being a fake! If you don't speak English, then why did you just do it?
-walks off-
Jerk...
I now go by Graf von Tirol.I'm sorry, I don't associate with members of that fandom <elitist glare>.
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella....No. I'm sorry, just... no.
Almost everything about you is perfect, except...
You're always using the word 'infer' when you obviously mean 'imply'! I can't put up with that for the rest of my life!
And to say I was nervous... it wouldn't be quite enough.I'm sorry, but I just can't marry someone who likes a hack like Vivaldi. I mean seriously, that guy was like the Taylor Swift of the Baroque era, composing the same song over and over.
I'm assuming/hoping that insulting a classical composer will not get me flamed or anything.
Bigotry will NEVER be welcome on TV Tropes.Im sorry! i can't marry someone with a spoiler in their post...
Sparks Make horrible santas... This one is no different!I'm sure that you're a nice...all-knowing computer person, but I'm just not into cyber relationships. My heart can't not be swayed to love the cold numbers of your programing.
I can't marry a person who uses a taco as an avatar. It makes me so hungry that I can't focus on anything else but my burying desire for a taco...I'm sorry.
edited 11th Dec '11 7:22:47 PM by Frosplosion
"I know where I am, I just don't know where I am in where I am." - MeI couldn't marry anyone who likes that blasted webcomic homestuck! Now excuse me, I must return to editing my fictional story that is NOT homestuck fanfiction.
edited 11th Dec '11 7:25:43 PM by Jimmmyman10
Go play Kentucky Route Zero. Now.I'm sorry, but I just can't picture myself with someone from Florida.
Bigotry will NEVER be welcome on TV Tropes.Sorry, but I can't marry somebody who seems so... normal.
but the future refused to change. the miracle never happen.I... just can't! Your name just reminds me too much of my old name...
I now go by Graf von Tirol.Only an Earl? Come back when you gain a better title, then maybe we'll talk.
I guess we could go... wherever we please.I...I just can't do this! I mean look at ya!
Just lookit!
The P in your username is just too distracting, I can't handle it anymore.
Goodbye forever!
Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.
Congratulations, the Troper above you just asked for your hand in marriage! However, there's something horribly wrong with your would-be fiancee, and you MUST reject them. Tell them why, and don't spare the details.