This is way way better than when we had high schoolers come in and ask if we "chopped the legs off" so they'd fit in the casket and we were floored. None of the children realized that the other half of the casket opened up.

(Granted, we were all very punchy at that point but we resisted mightily the urge to tell them that yes, we did chop the legs off and sell them on the black market for hookers and blow)