There once was a man from spectrefleet, who gave blow jobs at the back street. And he said with a grin, as he wiped off his chin, "for a plex I will serve you my man meat."
Take my tank, take my sig, Take me where I can't fit a rig. I don't care, Bob's with me, Please don't take the ECM's from me
A rare ship I followed from Hek And soon I would orbit his wreck The stargate I jumped through Scram, web, and then pew The system, alas, was high-sec