Wile E. Coyote is my hero. Even though he’s, you know, evil and stuff.
One of my favourite moments from the old Road Runner cartoons was when Wile E. Coyote rigged up a whole heap of rocks between two cliffs with a little trapdoor underneath. Far below, of course, was a road, along which the Road Runner was certain to run at any moment. Attached to the trapdoor; a long rope, allowing Wile E., safely ensconced behind a distant rock, to open the trapdoor, release the rocks and flatten the Road Runner for good.