I had just moved in to an older apartment building in Seattle and I was taking a long shower. My hands were airplanes, of course, and they were in an intense dogfight involving the shampoo bottles, et al, and I can't remember what the killing maneuver was, but one of the main good guys got shot down and everyone was shocked back at base. I was relating all of this at full volume when a group strangers from the main hallway outside my apartment burst in to laughter. The bathroom was right next to the front door, so I didn't realize until then that all sound in the shower carried loudly throughout the building's entryway. Oopsie.
Having a spare head is just plain weird