Nice moving of the goalposts. It must really sting to be wrong.
This guy is like a severely retarded young adult who his parents take out to a restaurant and have to put a special plastic apron on him with a bib while he eats.
Afterwards, the kid is rocking at the front desk while his parents pay the bill and he sees a dish of mints marked PLEASE TAKE ONE.
He looks around warily, realizing the dish is totally unguarded, grins at his own cunning and his hand darts out and seizes one of the mints. He bolts running through the restaurant doors with the mint clutched in his hand, dodging the parking valet and the concierge while his parents scream out to stop him.
Running at breakneck speed and laughing with glee he heads down the freeway running alongside traffic at night for the next eight hours. It is approaching midnight and he is dehydrated, clothes dirty and torn from a brief run through some thorny bushes beneath the overpass. He is covered in sweat and grease.
He stops at an abandoned gas station off the exit ramp, climbs into the restroom through a broken window and hides inside one of the stalls, perched on the toilet seat in the semidarkness to slowly open his hand and drool over his prize, confident he has pulled off an amazing heist.
Four days later his parents get a call from the cops after he is found dead in the restroom, hopelessly trying to operate the sink taps for a drink of water without success. He has eaten the mint.
THIS GUY APPARENTLY DOES NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT "DRM-FREE" MEANS