When I first moved into my own home some blah blah years ago,
the first item to greet me on the front lawn was this rock. This rock was officially dubbed:
The Butt Rock.
I added the quarter for perspective. As difficult times have befallen me, I no longer live at the house of Butt Rock, but I still have access to The Butt Rock and should I want it, I could have it. I have nothing but love for The Butt Rock (pretty much). Maybe we should have named it Medusa's Boyfriend's Butt Rock.
Naw.
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