When I was like 11 I had my first fat desktop computer with internet access. I really wanted to download an emulator, but I had no idea what I was doing so I ended up downloading a bunch of shit that I shouldn't have. I ended up with so much malware that even when I wasn't connected to the internet I heard advertisements for dish soap and shit. I also had a shit ton of pop ups. And I kept clicking on the ones that said they'd clean my computer cause I was freaking the fuck out. I was worried my mom would see all the porn I'd been looking up. All I ended up doing was making it worse. Eventually, the computer was fixed and I jerked off to chicks in guitar magazines like a peasent.