Hah, this thread made me remember a story that I may have already told numerous times, but it's not like people would remember it anyways.
When I was a kid playing Doom on my SNES, it was really hard, because I sucked and it had no saves. Dying actually would discourage me so much that I'd just turn the game off. So essentially, I played it like a hardcore mode. Plus, episode three could only be accessed from the start by choosing difficulties above the third, and as you may guess the first couple levels of EP3 absolutely destroyed kid me on UV. I don't think I ever passed e3m2. So to have a chance to see the EP3 levels, I'd have to start at episode 2, on the third difficulty, and beat it in one sitting to gain access to ep3 on that difficulty. I would've gone even farther and started with ep1 on difficulty 1, but the game didn't actually let me continue with ep2 after beating ep1, booting me to the start of the game instead.
So, essentially, my quest was to beat ep2 and ep3 on difficulty 3, in one sitting, without dying once (I know this particular limit was self-imposed, but I could never find it in me to replay a level after dying).
One summer, I was vacationing at a countryhouse with a cousin (or was he a brother? I don't actually remember!). We would play many of my SNES games, but I didn't hook the console up to the TV properly so the image was kind of static-y. In most games it was fine, but it made playing Doom essentially impossible. One day out of the blue I just sorta figured out how to fix this, ran excitedly to retrieve cuz from the toilet, screaming "WE CAN PLAY DOOM NOW!". So we sit down and beat ep1 for no reason (map5's music scared him a lot), and then proceeded to beat eps2 and 3 (limbo's music scared him a lot too). You can imagine that our state of mind wasn't the clearest after such an endeavor...
So when we, with out blank stares and tired minds, went outside to stretch our legs and take in the fact that we just beat Doom for the first time, I saw a barrel that was collecting rain water... conveniently painted red... And I turned to him, and very seriously said "Hey, there's a red barrel, we will have to find a red key to blow it up!". Only after a couple seconds did we realise how dumb it was, and then shared a good laugh.