I'm back at my office, but I can't focus on my work.
I want to pull my hair out.
"It's so unfair," I rant. "They can't do this to us! They can't grab everyone like this!" I'm crying now. "They can't! They can't just grab us for something that, what, like 90% of people do?"
"Well," offers my coworker, my coworker who's the only other person still left in the office. "The aliens have a bit of a point... I mean, everyone they catch has technically broken the law..."
"No!" I wail. "No, they don't! They don't have a point!" I'm furious now, pounding my fist on the table. "The aliens can't just round up everyone who violates copyright law!"
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LOL wow Ken your dreams have this very amazing turn. Are you sure you want to open yourself up to psychoanalysis like this?! :)
ReplyDeleteHaha! What copyright did your father violate? :P
ReplyDeleteThe whole point is that everyone violates copyright! :P
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