Our Bob,

Who art in Anoikis,
Hallowed be thy J-Tags.

Thy system effects come,
thy signatures will be gone,
in the chain as it is in home.

Give us this day our daily brawl
and forgive us our poor fits,
as we forgive those who blob against us;
and lead us not into gas sites,
but deliver us from Local.

For thine is the Wolf-Rayet,
and the Red Giant,
and the Pulsar,
from downtime to downtime.

Amen.