If you're 62 years old and still getting censored for inappropriate content in your song lyrics, you're probably beyond hope for knowing how to behave. Not that such a revelation would trouble the likes of the Rolling Stones' Mick Jagger.
Following Jagger's Superbowl XL half-time wiggle romp, my mother casually remarked, "He won't be able to get out of bed until Wednesday." I had to laugh at the image of Mick Jagger limping towards his bottle of Tylenol Arthritis.
The dirty old boy is one entertaining senior citizen.