Watching the Julien Temple Glastonbury documentary, I was thinking to myself, "there but for the grace of God go'd I."
Because if I'd had more outgoing friends, who knows, maybe I'd have spent some time at festivals, getting no sleep and throwing up my guts as I tried to hold my breath during my daily motions. And of course wanting to murder about 90% of the people on the site.
I wasn't surprised by the images we saw on the doc:-
Keith Allen playing the wanker as usual
Billy Bragg being deadly dully earnest as usual
Joe Strummer acting the BIG man - ooh, I'm so much in awe!
And even more sick-making, the close-ups of the poo-suctioning as three brave men empty the lavs. Yuck!
But the most interesting question brought up by this visual history of the greatest festival in the world was posed by Betty.
"Why do hippies have so much pubic hair?"
They're dancing around, stark bollock naked, but you can't see anything rude because of the barrier of an enormous thatch of thick, black, greasy hair.
And the men are just as bad with their penises seemingly being strangled by a hairy lava that's spewing from the volcanic mouth of the navel, suffocating the bollocks under a pillow of pubes.
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