PILOTS PRAYER

Our missles, who art in launchers,
Hallowed be thy payload,
Thy warhead come,
Our enemies be done.
In low sec,
As it is in Empire.
Give us this gank,
Our daily gank,
And forgive us our WCS's,
But we won't forgive them that use them against us,
And lead us not into bubbles,
But deliver us from scramblers.
For thine is the thermal,
The explosive,
The kinetic
And the EM.

One ship to jam them, one ship to damp them.
One ship to suck them dry and in the dark void gank them.