He Needed a Ring
When my brother called me last weekend and told me that he was thinking about proposing to his girlfriend, I thought that he was joking. After a while, I figured out that he was clearly not joking. He told me that he wanted to get her a nice ring, but he didn’t have a lot of money. I told him that there were some really nice cubic zirconia rings at the store that he should go check out. She probably would not know the difference between that and a real diamond anyways. He told me that he would check them out.
