Fire. To be a man, one must confront fire. Love it, make it, snuff it. Be purified by the fire and reborn. Fire.
Stand your ground.
Poem by Chief Tecumseh.
Okay, forget the girly font. This is a Southern credo. Southerners aren't being fake, we just know that in polite society you aren't just outright rude to someone, just because you don't like them.
There's a cowboy inside all of us.
No OSHA back then. Real men tame the wild.
Take time out of your busy day to read to your child.