My father, my hero.

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{I hope to be as great as you some day, Appa.}

I am my mother’s child, and my father’s son.

My first teachers and best friends.

My heroes.

The real kind.

No fluff or public displays of virtue.

Guided by love, duty, and honor.

Built of spiritual steel and earthen rawhide.

On this pop culture designated day to remember my greatest champion, all I can say is…

Few be so lucky as to be the son of my father.

These are the 25 most important countries on earth to figure out the coming storms together…

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At very least, die trying…(to save humanity that is)

So if you’re an elite fucktard in one of these countries…GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER AND DO THE RIGHT THING FOR OUR PEEPS.

Or don’t.

We all dying anyway…

(But don’t you want to go gloriously?)