We claim the letter R.
In the name of Revolution. In the name of Revere, the great messenger of the big one. In the name of Really, Really, loving donuts or really wanting to change things instead of settling for the status quo. In the name of Relationships, not the antagonistic kind but the more symbiotic, Raj-and-Rerun-type of thing. Rosebud. In the name of Refinement, the kind used to build churches or samurai swords. In the name of Revolver, the greatest album of all time. And even in the name of Rabbits, which are cute and oh so fluffy. From this day forward, R has a new meaning.
And R shall forever wave above our doors.