Removing the vice, your headache goes away. You drop the vice on the
beach. Thump!
The sun still looks like a big loaf of bread and you notice the sand
is actually stoneground flour.
You bend down and pickup a handfull of flour and let it sift through
your fingers.
Suddenly you notice the buttons on your shirt have turned into giant
sugar plums and your fingers are starting to...
...a vice on your head!