Context: A little ways into our game we find a bank covered in vines and abandoned so obviously we are gonna loot it. Trying to get into a vault we did some weird shit. Also I am a 6'9" Dragonborn Monk
DM: Okay you are now directly below the vault. How do you want to proceed?
Monk(me): How tall are the ceilings?
DM: About 15’. Why what are you gonna do?
Monk (me): *turns to the rest of the groups* Okay guys. You (Will, our wizard) are gonna fling Anakin (druid) into the air and then I am going to jump up and Anakin will fling me up so I can cast shatter at the ceiling.
Anakin: I’m down.
Will: Yeah let’s do this.
DM: You know you all have to roll perfectly for this to work.
DM: Alright roll.
*we all roll between 15-18*
DM: Well since ya’ll are crazy, that plans works. The ceiling breaks leaving a hole to the vault but just big enough to where you fucker (me) can’t fit but everyone else can.