I note that the twerp David Blaine has, quite sensibly, not dared perform his latest cunning stunt -
living in a fish bowl - in London after the whole glass box incident.
This got me thinking - if he had risked the streets of our delightful capital, what should/would happen to him?
My initial idea was that the ball would be covered in posters within a day. Then I thought of an elaborate flash mob scheme - Blaine looks out one morning on a deserted landscape. A while later, some people run towards the ball screaming, but never make it. They are run down by a horde of wailing zombies, who gather round the ball clawing and shrieking . . .
So, the idea of this posting is to get at least 101 other things that might happen to a Blaine in a Bowl should he have picked London as a venue. Hell, London isn't necessary - just make it funny and/or sadistic.
Try to keep to one idea each, although if things are slowing down feel free to chip in again.
Marks, get set, go . . .