This song sums up exactly my feelings on the mystery of these goddamned stones in a field, courtesy of the hilarious Bård Ylvisåker and Vegard Ylvisåker of Vlvis:
When they get it right, they really get it right. Like when they managed to write a love song about dubstep while illustrating what I fucking hate about that music to a T:
Perfecto. Now take these fucking flowers and have a great fucking week.