Blood Penguin

When I was young, I was obsessed with the online game known as 'Club Penguin'. I played it all the time, much to my parents dismay. I decided I wanted me some foine nostalgia, so I decided to make another account and play the game again. I registered my parents email, (I actually just registered my email, ooh, 2edgy4me!), and I made my character. I named him 'xXx_PenguinWin_xXx_HD_69. It wouldn't let me put the '69' in so I just changed it to '68' and I was done. I loaded up the game and some prick was telling me what to do. He told me to hide. He told me He was coming to find me. He told me he knew I didn't actually use my parents email, and that he was coming to find me, he told me my address, so I knew he was serious. I didn't even have to put my address in!
Then, I heard it.
The window was smashed.
There was an invader in the house. I grabbed a large pile of snow and I began to make snowballs out of it. I threw them at the Penguin intruder, and then I piledrived the bastard and ripped off his head.
The Invader fell to the ground and dissipated. I grabbed my PC and Smashed it on the ground. I sat down against my bed, wondering, 'WTF just happened?'.
I complained to disney, but because I was Jewish, they refused to help the bastards i swear to god... I never played club penguin again. And do you know what....
You.
Are.
Next.