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EMI and Sony Lose Lawsuit Over Crippled Music Disks
neves writes "A brazilian consumer has sued EMI and Sony, and won! The reason was a copy protection technology in the best seller album "Tribalistas" that didn't play in his car. You can read about it in Folha de São Paulo (babelfish translation here), brazilian biggest newspaper. They must be very afraid, since EMI vice-president defended the company himself in a lawsuit involving less than US$ 350,00. A more detailed report is in my music site Agenda do Samba & Choro (babelfish here), where we release some of the lawsuit files to make it easier for others to sue them. Since last year, we are calling for a boycott (babelfish) of copy protected albums. The companies appealed, and said that they will take the case to the Supreme Court, because it is a 'question of principles'. The consumer is sueing them again, because all new EMI albums in Brazil are being released with copy protection and won't work in his car."
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Those of you into Brazilian music know how good this band is, but for those who don't know, here's a link to a sample of their amazing work. Truly one of my favorites.
It was 7:00 AM, and I was in the middle of eating breakfast.
Four strips of bacon, and some rather ugly looking eggs. My glance went
to my frying pan. I used it for many normal things, of course. I had
even used it to cook the breakfast I was eating. But there was also
another thing, that I wanted to use the frying pan for.
I had dreamed of that pan, for many years now. It had such rounded
curves, such a smooth handle. Every day, seeing the grease drip on it's
lubricated body. Every day, feeling it, touching it. I could almost hear
it calling for me. I was getting a chubby, just thinking about it. Then,
I knew, today was the day. I had to make my move.
I got up from my chair, and walked over to it. I could see it was
still dripping with grease, and bacon fat. It was so utterly greasy.
I hoisted it up, then started moving my tongue all about it. Moving it up
the front, up the back. Running it over the handle. The pan started
going over my body. It was rubbing it's greasy body all over, begging me
for more.
I began to unbutton my shirt, as I erotically mouth fucked
it. I removed my shirt, as it started teasing my chest. It
suddenly went lower, gliding over my pants, making the fabric between it,
and my throbbing manhood wet with white, creamy grease. I lowered my
pants, kicking them off, my stone hard cock begging to be released. But,
I wanted to pleasure the pan first.
I then began to rub my pink tongue around the pans handle, tongue
tickling it. I started moving my mouth over it, sliding the pan in and
out, Making it wet with my saliva, motioning my tongue in circles around
it. I slid it deeper in, consuming every bit I could, faster and deeper.
Sucking so hard, as my head bobbed back and forth. I could feel it rumble
with excitment. If pans have orgasms, it was having one. I mouth fucked
it 'till it finished its massive orgasm.
I knew it wanted to please me. I managed my underwear over my huge
unit. It went directly to my anus, smoothing it's saliva ridden handle
over it, lubing it up for penetration. It went in gently at first, a
little bit at a time, a little further each shove. I started lightly
moaning. It kept shoving, moving with more force, and speed. I started
groaning a bit, I wanted all of it in me. It started getting quite powerful,
and my anus finally gave way, and swallowed it whole. I rode it out,
groaning louder, with each push. It felt so good, I knew I was close to
orgasm, I could feel my balls tremble with delight. But, without notice,
it pulled out. I groaned, trying to pull it back in, still wanting to
feel the pleasure. But it insisted on going around front.
It smoothed itself around my massive manhood, bouncing it up and
down. It was rubbing the cock head now, soaking it with its' juices.
Jerking me at a wonderfully slow pace, that made me cringe with sensation.
It was now Jerking me faster, up and down, left and right, all around.
Moving me so fast, my balls ached as they bounced against the pan.
I moved with it's speedy motion, groaning loudly, and moving my head back,
in sexual glory. I was ready to blow, and then it happened. As I let out
one loud grunt, streams of cum shot out, dripping down the pan. It jerked
me until every hot, creamy shot, was out. It was over, I had lived my
fantasy.
What the FUCKING HELL!! Perent get's modded 4 on insightful, and Ender Ryans post get's modded Flamebait. Gee, for a bunch of smart geeks, your liberals are sure fucking retarted.
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