JEAN LUC KOENIG 

Holy phone who art in our hand,

Hallowed be thy name.

Thy connection come.

Thy connection be done on earth, and everywhere.

Give us this day our daily messages.

And forgive us our errors, as we forgive our callers.

And lead us not into disconnection, but deliver us from thinking.

For thine is the roaming, and the power, and the glory, for ever. off.