Someone offered her an onion ring. She was offended, but she still ate it.
My husband actually jokingly offered to give me an onion ring when he asked me to marry him, and I thought it was endearing. My response was something like "You don't need to offer me a ring at all, the more important thing is what we share together". He ended up forging our wedding rings, which is much more meaningful than the shitstorm which is the diamond trade.
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