Be me. Be 20, circa late 2010 or early 2011. My roommate shelled out some cash to rent us some serverspace for our own Minecraft server. >>Pretty cool guy like that. Invite our friends, some folks we find around campus that play. Some online randos we find. One day this literal fucking child shows up. Can't be any older than 12. Constantly whines about how his stuff keeps getting messed up by creepers, hogs all the good stuff from the community chests, etc. Doesn't even bother to learn the names of the blocks (this is before the names were in the game ). Constantly begs my roommate to turn off enemies, or to spawn him in some diamond or some shit like that. We hatch a plan. One day, wait until just before 3 when he always logs on (cuz school let's out then). We all log off. Me and me other roommates crowd around the admin's PC. Admin puts up a sign: "Server going down in 30 minutes." Kid logs on. Stares at sign. "Sorry man, ran outta money! :(" "Oh...okay........" Kid asks a million fucking questions about if we'll ever get the money back, if he can help at all, blah blah whine whine. Kid stands in the same place in front of the sign for all 30 minutes for some retarded reason. Me and my boiz are laughing our asses off. Roommate brings server down. Starts new server, everyone but the annoying child knew about it. Great time, no whining.