If it’s sappy you are looking for then I would direct you to the episode of The Simpsons in which Homer thinks Bart is growing up too quickly. Homer then breaks into a medley of Harry Chapin’s Cats in the Cradle, next Sunrise, Sunset from Fiddler on the Roof, and then—quite inexplicably—on to Yes, We Have no Bananas at the end of which he starts sobbing. Marge assures him that everything will work out fine to which Homer responds, “Marge, weren’t you listening? We have no bananas!”

P.S. If I were at Stonehenge I would have thrown a net over the hippie and sold him to a carnival.

Someone at the BBC likes Spinal Tap; if you adjust the volume, you'll see it goes to 11.

No shit it's never too late for another hour. Hell, it's never too late for another day or another week. I don't own a cell phone thank goodness. I only use my land line for calling out. Feels good to not let relative strangers rule one's life.