Saint went golfing with the guys and came back with this story.
One of his friends, we'll call him Captain, said, "Guys, I gotta tell you something. I, I'm getting married." He looked devastated.
The guys (probably in unison) asked, "How the hell did that happen?"
Captain, "Honestly, I have no idea. One moment I was telling her that I thought we should talk about maybe getting married since we've been together for awhile and three days later, she bought the ring, picked a date and booked the place."
The guys answer, "Get out now."