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Did it feel like the part at the end of the Lord of the Rings where the ring is so close to destruction, but it gets stuck on the crusty top layer of the lava for about 30 seconds before finally sinking? PRECIOUS!!!
nice cover up NOT first and foremost wtf was the ring doing off your finger and how did it really get in the sewer. sounds to me you were being an unfaithful bitch. so I say fhl
That's probably a sign you shouldn't get married....
Thank you. Finally someone else has read that part.
by trying to retrive it you masturbated?
That's why you have to get a really tight engagement ring for your finance, so it can never come off ever. Even if you break up or something... just stuck for all eternity...
Wilhelma I don't know where the hell you are from, but how exactly are the police going to help the OP? I can guarantee that no police officer is going to respond to a call for someone whose lost there engagement ring down the sewer. They have better and more important things to do. You must be the type of person who also thinks the fire department should show up when a cat's up a tree. The OP can probably still get her ring back. All she have to do would be to call the city wastewater treatment plant and ask the operator if they can check the screen on their intake pipe.
sorry OP ): that must really suck!!
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This reminds me of that one time I tried to spice things up in the bedroom by wearing a dress for my boyfriend. It may sound completely unrelated to the FML, but it totally leads in to the whole thing. M'kay, so there I was, in full drag and with freshly-braided nipples, wearing a fake beard made out of Perdix' crotch hair, and cow's blood smeared on my lips in a cheap and yet magnificent imitation of the vintage lipstick of old. Once I'd finished sexily morris-dancing to the tune of Call on Me, I lifted my dress up sexily, anticipating an immediate ravishing, and all the glorious sounds of pealing thunder that would ensue. So what does he do? He only calls me a freak for wearing my frilly edible teletubbies panties inside out on a ******* LUNAR ECLIPSE. I mean, what the dick, people? Here I am, trying to be sexy for my man, and I'M the bad guy? Is there no justice in this world? Wee-woo.
I live in the sewers, and your ring fit my new fiancée perfectly :) thank you for your donation.