I remember when I was 5 years old, my dad tried asking me the trolley problem.

So I took my train, and yelled at the G.I. Joes on my tracks "GET OFF THE TRAIN TRACKS, IDIOTS!!!" and ran them over. Then I backed the train up, switched tracks, and ran over spiderman. Then I yelled "FREE BONUS POINTS!!!". Then I punched my dad in the balls, and ran upstairs giggling.

About a year ago my dad reminded me of that story. I'm in my 40s now. So I told him "I stand by that decision."