thats ridiculous, i don't even have an uncle dave!!

the only thing i had to work with for the ring were the clues that she let fly over the 43 years we dated. so i just jotted down what i was too drunk to remember and then brought the sketchbook to the jewelry store. i think i hit all the targets, but who the fuck knows. now i am poor and she seemed happy, so i spose its a good trade off.

yer diamond-only idea is a good one, though.

there's always next time!

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