In my head, the miraculous neural wiring is designing a ludicrous scenario.

And I’m imagining this now. But what I think is real because my brain is real and therefore my thoughts are real. 60,000 ducks, some of them drunk, have flocked from their rivers, canals and estuaries etc to descend on 600 odd politicians sitting in their gothic palace by the river Thames. They think it is just another fathers 4 justice stunt and refuse to be intimidated. However, this is a mistake. And it is a very strange sight I can tell you! The ducks are eating those stoic bastards alive and their spleens and kidneys are flying across the room and making a bloody big mess.