I wonder what's under that rock?

Have you ever said that to yourself and then thought, "probably a nest of rattlesnakes, or a hive of killer bees, maybe a mutant scorpion. I'd better not get too close." Or does the kid who lives inside you surface and say, "don't be a scaredy-pants, crawl under there and let's see what we can find!"

With me, the kid usually wins (as long as the old body can do it).

Crawl under Wonder Rock and see for yourself.