As MP's decided to go home after the day at the office, where they had clobbered the university education of the country, the escape route was closed by people who were underwhelmed by their decision.
'You're in for an all night sitting' explained one student to an MP who dared to face the electorate.
'Oh dear. My wife will be worried. She will think I have gone out with my secretary.'
'Sorry mate' replied a kind school student 'but she will know where you are if she turns on the TV.'
The MP withdrew to debate with his colleagues what to do. 'We are kettled in here and I don't know when we will be allowed to disperse' he told his distressed friends.
'I'm not feeling well' complained one 'what if I need an ambulance?'
There was no reply.
'I must send an email to my wife' declared another. But then he found he couldn't even do that - 'My computer has been hacked. I have become the victim of Anonymous'.
Then the word got round. There was a secret tunnel that came up some distance away. But just as they were about to find their way to the tunnel they met a horde of MP's running back from the tunnel entrance.
'It comes up just where the police horses are assembled. Nick Clegg got a deposit of shit right in the eye!' yelled one.
'We must stand firm. We are doing this for Britain. It is hard and we have made a difficult decision but the deficit had to be tackled' a stalwart of the system told the crowd of trembling legislators.
'Cut the claptrap mate' announced another 'save that for the television cameras 'we have made a right balls up of this and turned the British people into an angry mob.'