Obviously, the red ruby symbolizes the red river that flows through your valley.
So, as the sexy college-educated foreman of the construction site I am, I procure such a ruby for your ring within a matter of hours. I ensure everyone gets appropriate breaks between the sessions where they mine, ensuring a safe environment. I believe in working hard; playing harder.
Your fingers are unlike anything I've ever seen, so much so, that I have to build a ring from scratch.
The only thing similar to those wide mandibles is my massive BBC. I take off my shirt first, revealing a glistening 8-pack, before remove my pants to reveal my intimate workstation.
Obviously, I am neatly groomed there, so it is easy to measure the massive circumference for your ring.
Taking my hammer, I bend the hot metal (pure silver) around my hot rod until the ring forms.
I create the setting in the shape of a flower, blooming into four prongs, which hold your red river ruby.
Take my gift, darling, so that we may forever remain attached by the blubber that is your belly.
Someone unplug me from my misery.
You're a catch! 
