Imagine for a second, you’re at a friend’s computer. You’re minding your own business, checking your email, doing some light internet surfing. You see a folder marked private. You do some snooping.
Then, all of the sudden, you see something you’re not supposed to. Some pics of your buddy’s girlfriend. Pics of her back in college with her sorority sisters. You panic. You look around. You make sure no one can see you.
You need to save the pics but you don’t have time to send them to your email.
That’s when you reach for your James Harden keychain and