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When Prudie mentioned throwing a wedding ring into a fish pond, Sue wrote about her own wedding-ring exorcism, courtesy pawnshop-sponsored vodka, and suggested she'd like to know what other Prudie People had done with their wedding rings. Prudie invited everyone to send in their stories and promised to print the best five. Well, Prudie had no idea that such a flood of mail would come, making "the best five" an impossibility! So, by popular demand, this week will be devoted to the afterlife of wedding rings.

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As I have been divorced twice, I took my wedding rings from both exes and had a jeweler make them into a necklace. Now I wear the ex-husbands around my neck like the albatrosses they were when we were married.

—Sincerely,

Gerri

I ran my car over it to flatten it, then I threw it away.

—S.

I hung onto my wedding ring for a long time, not sure what to do with it. Finally, the week before I remarried, my new guy and I took it to a pawnshop and got $200 for it. Then on our honeymoon in Aruba, we went to the casino and put it all on one hand of blackjack. We won! Then we spent the $400 on a lavish dinner and drinks on the beach.

—Deborah

My first and only wedding ring is in the median of a highway leaving Panama City Beach, Fla. Anybody with a metal detector is welcome to it.