Sometimes I find myself missing the most bizarre things from the midwest because I live here in California. Take the yard butt, for example. This tacky piece of "Americana" can be found gracing gardens and front yards in much of middle America. An even more tacky version has a man bent over next to the woman with his hand on her bum. These things seriously break the tacky meter, yet I find myself missing seeing them around.
I wonder if my neighbors would revolt if I were to plant me my very own yard butt in my front yard.
