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In the untamed expansion of the Wild West, where rugged cowboys and dust-covered trails ruled the day, there was a man whose most notable feature was his remarkably ample posterior. Known throughout the saloons and dusty streets as Big Buck Eddy, he was a sight to behold, his generous backside swaying rhythmically as he rode his horse across the sun scorched plains. His unique physique became the stuff of legend, with tales of how he could outlast any saddle or withstand the roughest of tumbles without even flinching his glutes. Local folks marveled at how his robust rear end seemed almost like a counterweight to his rugged persona, lending him a rizz level of unexpected charm and resilience. In a world where every ounce of fortitude was a prized possession, there lies THE Booty.