You run into a burning building. You find a boy and a girl and your dog. You can only save one. Who do you save?

I call 911.

Feel free to attach any number of attributes to each of these characters, to help justify your decision. Like the girl could be really pretty. Or the boy could suffer from down syndrom. Or the dog is a world renown genius, the first K9 capable of intelligent vocalized discourse. Dealer's choice.

can you say why you can only save one?just was curious if you came up with a reason.

The girl, disaster rules, women and children first

I dunno the boy or the girl, they could be assholes for all I know, so I'll play it safe and save my dog.

I probably wouldn't save any of them. I'd call the fire service and they'd hopefully save them all and put out the fire.

I save the boy and the girl rides my German Shepherd out of the burning building rodeo style.

Like, say, if the girl is... smoking hot?

They all got broken legs, and your meek frame is incapable of carrying more than one. If you are a big guy, they're just all really fat.

Save the dog - then get the dog to rescue the other two :o

I like girls more than boys and I'm a cat person so, sorry, Dog.

well in that case i would save the boy.males got to stick together bro.

If I know the girl, and have like, a shot with her, you then... well yeah, probably the girl. But if I don't know any of them I'm getting my damn dog. Dogs are adorable idiots, they see a car they chase after that shit they don't know any better, you put one in a burning building it wont know what to do! But humans can figure shit out, if I made it all the way into the burning building to grab the dog and get out, then there is a safe line of exit for them too. (Edit: Shit, you posted a modifier before I left my comment, ah well, broken legs or not I'm getting my damn dog anyways.)

Also my dog has fur, know how flammable fur is? Like.. a lot flammable.

So I'm going to vote for the dog, but the girl is a close second.

Peter Molyneux

Why would I run into a burning building? When did I get a dog!? Why do I own a dog when I'm allergic!? WHY IS MY DOG IN A BURNING BUILDING!? IS IT MY HOUSE!? If so, why are there two people who I can only describe by their genders, thus obviously strangers to me, in my house!?

There are more questions than answers.

@gunslingerpanda: why do humans and dogs exist in the first place.SO MANY QUESTIONS!

Am I the only person under the impression that these are children we are dealing with?

Anyway I don't run into situations where my own safety is questionable, much less that its my responsibility to take care of others. Not willingly anyway. If the fire department can't take care of it, the morning news will be of tragedy. =(

@lyisa: no you are not. i figured it was kids we was talking about.

That's what I was thinking. Minus the alergic part.

Seriously need more info, as it is I can answer anything and since I can ascribe any attributes I want I can justify it no matter what I do. Example.

it is 1910, the boy is a young Hitler so I leave him to die, the girl is already dead from smoke inhalation so no point saving her, so I save my dog. The end.

Yeah dunno man that is a fucked choice to have to make

Considering I like dogs way more than I like most people, you can bet your ass I'm savng the dog.

Can I keep the dog?

Edit: Oh, it's my dog? Fuck yeah I'm gonna save my dog. She saved my life once (not kidding here)

Girl>Dog> .... screw the boy.

I sit down and try to have a discussion weighing the various merits of rescuing each one until the building collapses and kills us all.

Dogs are usually capable of saving themselves. If this dog can't then fuck that dog. He/she's a shitty dumb dog.

But what if it was Catdog, and Cat was crushed on the other side of a beam so you couldn't see him? You just killed Catdog. Are you proud of yourself?

whichever child is closer.

Well my post takes a really creepy turn really fast if that's what everyone else was assuming, euhg.

That sounds like a story worth hearing about!

This feel like some Bioware levels of story contrivance.

Why is this question girl/boy/dog and not "unknown human"/"known dog". I doubt I'd make a distinction on gender if I can only take one kid with me out. I'd run for the closest one.

Though honestly, going for the dog I'm presumably attached to is likely the first thought.

I'm strong enough, I get the boy and the girl, one in each arm, and the dog follows me out, done!

My dog even if it's just a regular ass dog. I couldn't choose one child's life over the other...so, honestly, fuck both of 'em because I'll still have my dog afterwards. I say this with the utmost seriousness.

I shoot the dog twice. Wait, what was the question?

No, but really, I'd save my dog. I mean come on, who wouldn't save this beauty?

@legion_: not gonna lie.great looking dog.kinda makes you question your choice lol.

This, more than anything.

Who are you people?! Did they set my house on fire?! Why did they set my house on fire?!?!

My Olde English Bulldog, Winston Churchill because he is more important to me than any human being (other than my wife) in the universe.

It's not that special I think. I was five years old and fell into a river. And my dog came after me and helped me out. It's probably debatable how much she actually helped me since she was not the biggest dog in the world (although it helped to calm me downt and not panicking seems rather important in such a situation) but the fact alone that she came after me and tried to help me is enough for me. Fuck that boy, he is probably an asshole if he just sits around in a burning building, waiting for me to run in and rescue him. Did he jumo into an icecold river to save me? No? WELL BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME! Dogs on the other hand can't be assholes. They are loveable and cute.

In all seriousness though: Don't run into burning buildings people. Chances are you become just another person for the firemen to rescue.

I would within seconds detect which of the two children I think has a better personality or brain by talking to them, and save him/her, leaving the bratty one behind.

I know it sounds terrible but the whole premise of this question is terrible.

The attribute I give to the dog is "hero dog." I would save one child, while the dog saves the other.

My dog, I couldn't stand the look of betrayal in her eyes saying "You chose this strange boy/girl over me, your loyal pet?"

My dog

Fuck other people..... especially kids.

it's only fun to troll in these threads when everyone else isn't trying to troll too. shame on all of you.

I don't know what or who this Catdog is. But you know what? Yes, I am. Sounds like a freak of nature.

Save both kids or die trying.

You are a horrible person.

Well, the dog belongs to you, and these kids are obviously strangers... Sorry kids, maybe you're assholes who set buildings on fire. Gimme my dog!

I picked the last one because there isn't enough information to pick:

Are any of them severely injured?

How big are they related to each other? Can I pick all of them up? Can I pick any of them up?

How much energy do I have left after running into the burning building?

Can any of them follow me?

What kind of escape routes are there?

How much time do I have (how bad is the fire and the smoke)? Do I have enough time to move them in groups?

Can I get any more help?

Would the situation be improved if I broke down a door or a wall or a window?

Am I injured?

How did I get in? Is there and alternative way out?

Where the hell am I?

Did I send for help before going in? (e.g. telling someone else to get help or call the authorities myself)?

What kind of building is it? Is it a Flat, a detached house, semi-detached, terrace, business-owned?

Where is the building? Are we talking about a suburb or the middle of a City?

IS the fire limited to just this house?

Are there any others panicking?

I need more information!

This. 911 first. If I find myself brave enough to attempt the daring rescue. I'd attempt to carry one kid over the back (fireman carry style), the other in my arms. Get them both out or die trying. My dog would die and I would regret it for the rest of my life. As I make my way out of the building, the guilt would set in; tears rolling down my face evaporating on my cheeks against a sea of flames.