Cycle 2-3/8 Bleesed be the leg day, holiest of days. We celebrate your burn in sanctimonious fervor. This is the way of the gainz.

Oh lord of gainz, give us the power to stomp our foes back to the mongoloid realm of heathens and [racist term of your choice here] for we are the true masters, the true chosen ones, not by race or creed but by effort in your name.

Today we speak of the blasphemous corrupted souls who skip your glorious day, for they are the scourge of the Earth, no better than savage weak legged beasts.

Ah-men.