When my dad first bought us an NES it came with the original super Mario Bros . The first time I played it I didn ' t know how to jump so I ran into the goomba at the beginning and the image of Mario accompanied by the death tune was hilarious in my 4 year old mind . I laughed for like 2 minutes while my brother and sister tried . On my next turn , after watching my brother figure out how to run , I ran straight into that first goomba again and continued my fit of laughter . After 10 minutes of listening to my giggling and using my turn to run full blast into that first goomba , my bro and sis left me to my new vice . I sat there running into that goomba for almost 30 mins before my father came in and had to pry the controller from the death grip that came from my uncontrollable laughter . My mother and father had a talk that night that I later learned about , trying to understand if I was mentally stable . They couldn ' t agree if I was okay but they agreed that I wasn ' t allowed to play Mario Bros for a few weeks until I learned to calm down . I later beat the game and even had to show my dad how to get passed certain levels but I always wonder if my parents would have let me keep playing I may have turned out to be a sociopathic serial murderer or just a kid with a really simple sense of humor