I misunderstood a weird sort of proposal once. A man asked me, as we strolled through a cemetery, if I would be willing to be buried with him. I laughed and said, “Not if I’m still alive.”
I then suggested that if he expired before me, he should leave instructions to bury him on his side, posed just right to fit me in there later, so we could spoon for eternity.
He didn’t appreciate the humor.
:-(