Putting An Idea Out To Pasture

(My fiancé and I are driving home from Nevada to California. It’s a 9 hour drive, and we’re both tired and a little goofy. He’d just proposed to me the day before, so we’ve been talking about our wedding. He points out a field with a bunch of cows.)

Fiancé: “Hey, let’s just get married in that field!”

Me: “Sure! We can have the cows as witnesses, and a cow priest.”

Fiancé: “If any of you think that this union should not occur, speak now, or forever chew your cud.”