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Thousands of old people, watching a group of old men dance around in front of the Hogwarts Express. This is rock and roll.

Almost 50,000 sets of wrinkled fingers twist into pathetic hand-grimaces – weak parodies of the famous devil horns.

The Hogwarts Express is now being ridden by a gigantic inflatable caricature of Barbara Windsor - with breasts that are literally bigger than my Dad’s car. Bigger than the 4WDs owned by half of the audience.

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  • Gippe Bibble says:

    12:56am | 22/02/10

    Lets not forget Soundwave. Lets not forget acts like Faith No More. Compared to Faith No More’s show tonight, AC/DC was about as much fun as being dry-humped by Matthew Johns in a public toilet. Read more »

  • franny says:

    12:10pm | 21/02/10

    Hey acker I’m thinking after reading all your comments, that maybe you don’t have enough to do with your time? Me, I’m a busy woman off to bowls, sorry I’ll have to leave the close examination of the lyrics of ac/dc for much,  later. Read more »

 

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