At the Porterhouse in Covent Garden with a few mates, conversation turned towards the horsemeat scandal. My friend, discussing the possiblity of vertical agriculture (building farms upwards in highrises) led to us arguing as to how it would work. Mentioning the possiblity of crowding the animals, I added:
... Sounds like we could end up with
Cowschwitz!
Pundemonium!