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John
Our tunas, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy toons. Thy logs will come, thy maps be done, with boost as it is in heaven. Burn us this day our daily tread, and forgive us our log runs, as we forgive those who block log runs around us. And lead us not into detonation, but deliver us from slowness. For thine is the torque and the power and the glory, now and forever, hey man.