When I was about 9, I realized that if I slouched a little, I could pull my jacket up and zip it up over my head, thus creating the illusion that I was a headless kid.
This discovery would have played out cooler had I not:
A) Come up with it while waiting in the drive-through at Jack in the Box
B) Gotten my hair stuck in the zipper, rendering me unable to unzip the jacket before we got to the window.
As it is, I had to just sit there and hope that the person giving us our food didn’t notice the headless kid in the passenger’s seat.