Current location:	The Homestead
Current mood:	giddy
Current music:	"10 A.M. Automatic" by The Black Keys
Entry tags:	copyright, crink, fuck mountain

You Should Be Afraid Of Me Because I Just Beat Yo' Fuckin' Ass . . .

No means no, fucker!

So as a publishing dude I publish these technology forecasts; these dudes are big ticket items; the most recent one we did retails for $150; we also sell PDF e-book downloads of these books; there's this one dude at the school; he runs the department that contracts to to have these done; we publish them; (I think I covered that part already); so this dude emails me today; he sends me links where these other dudes at their own sites have uploaded his/our technology forecasts PDFs to where any other dude can download them; and like, dude, that is so NOT COOL; so I got my copyright reference book out so see what I should do; that book told me exactly what to do; so I sent those dudes/fuckers cease & desist emails; one site got their PDFs of our shit offline in like 45 minutes; the other dude is some fucker in Canada; I knew those mealy-mouthed motherfuckers/dudes were up to no good; oh and he'll be getting them offline; and then those dudes shall know who really is the king of fuck mountain.