Okay, Mr. M. Night Shyamalan. I'm ready to see how you mucked up Aang and crew. Bring it on, jerk.

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The new air freshener in the car smells like old men wearing way too much cologne. And bug spray which makes me miss summer camp.

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I love how Maggie calls fortune cookies 'ninja cookies'.

Worst headache ever right now. Ugh.

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